"No, all of that is the same."
"Tuh, it doesn't feel like it and the crazy part is not even a whole two months ago you said you'd fallen for me. Maybe that's what it is. You got scared again and decided to say fuck me and how I felt and just do what served you even if it hurt me? Cause I mean for someone to be in love with me you sure did make me feel stupid about your little girlfriend. If I could, If I could," she mocked and shook her head, "Who's stopping you since you obviously want another taste? Go ahead."
"Asha."
"Yes? Am I interpreting your message wrong?"
"Okay, maybe I shouldn't have said it but I'm never going to act on it. We're simply working today. She's running my social media and that's all it is."
"Not only do you want to have sex with her but you're breaking bread with her," she mumbled to herself, "Wow. Maybe I could have accepted that before seeing the message but honestly it only makes it worse for me. Do you not see how any of this could make me feel?"
"Attraction is—"
"Sanchez please don't say attraction is natural."
"Is it not? Again I should've kept it to myself but again no one was going to act on it. It's strictly business. Like I told you before I like her football takes and she obviously knows some things and has good people in her pocket because I'm already negotiating a deal."
She shook her head, "That wasn't what I asked you. But that alone tells me that you don't really care how it makes me feel. Go ahead and do whatever it is your heart desires but know that I'll do the same and go about my life. You say you not the last nigga but boy are y'all looking real similar."
He only sighed, squeezing the steering wheel though he was currently stopped at a light.
"I told you I was not comfortable with you befriending her again especially after the conversation y'all had. That was a boundary I set. If you didn't want to respect that boundary you should've voiced it but you didn't. You made me think we were on the same page about it just to still be friends with her because you're a grown man right? Well in doing that you disrespected me. You also disrespected me by saying you'd fuck her again if I wasn't in the picture. Well, I'm not so do what you want."
"Asha don't do that. It doesn't have to be that serious. We can work past this shit."
She shook her head with tears flowing down her cheeks, "I don't have anymore patience for it, Sanchez. I felt like I've begged you from the very beginning and we were doing good until this. I tried being just your friend, couldn't do it. We started dating and you were dismissive, we made it official and things were nice, beautiful even until you run into your past. I have a problem with it and you don't like that I have a problem with it so I'm in the wrong—"
"I never said you were wrong. You want me to stop talking to her then I will, alright? It's nothing."
"Why wasn't it nothing when I asked the first time!? It's nothing now that I want to leave you? Are you seriously that person?"
He hit the wheel, "Then what!? What do you want me to do!?"
"I want you to do nothing because I know I won't get over it. And she's in business with you? No. You obviously want her back in your life, and I can't have that."

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Every Kind of Way
General FictionAsha Mitchell is all about her education and the next box to check off her list of goals. She never allows anyone to steer her from her path or take her eyes off the prize. She's a big time lover who also knows how to choose herself or play the game...