Chapter 16

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The party was jumping. The music was blaring through the speakers and the dance floor was full of grinding and sweaty bodies. Andre led me to the bar where he ordered some shots for us and told them where to deliver the drinks. We then made our way to the VIP, where some of his fellow teammates were already sitting. They were already drinking and had women standing in line waiting to be the pick of the night.

I already knew that I shouldn't have come because it only took my mind to what Andre would have been doing if I wasn't here.

"Who is this sexy ass woman you got with you Andre? Damn she is fine." One of Andre's teammates said.

"She's my girl and off limits to you assholes!" Andre replied.

"You better make it plain man because she would have been in my bed tonight." Said another teammate.

"If you want to live to play in the Super Bowl, I suggest you stop looking at my woman and focus on these easy lays waiting to see who will be the chosen one!" Andre spewed, sounding pissed off.

He placed his hand on the small of my back and led me to the back of the VIP area. It was not as crowded in the back. Andre took me to our seats. It was a booth that could sit two people on each side. Instead of Andre sitting opposite of me, he sat right beside me.

Not long after we sat, the waitress brought our drinks. Clearly flirting, she leaned down enough to show off her faux boobs and looked into Dre's eyes before asking him if there was anything else he wanted or NEEDED. Not paying her any attention, he told her just to keep the rounds coming, four shots at a time, until he told her to stop. She remained in her position until Andre turned to her and repeated himself in a very aggravated manner. I guess she got the hint because she quickly stood up and left rolling her eyes with an attitude.

"She wants you Dre."

"So does every other woman in this club." Andre said.

"Oh so we're cocky? But you're right. From the day I met you, I've known that you could have any woman you want. They are ready to remove their panties for you".

"Yeah but there's only one woman that I want to pull their panties down for me."

"Hmph, she's lucky," I said.

"Will you pull them down now?"

I looked up at Andre like he was crazy.

"So you're referring to me? I'm the one?"

"Tahleea I've already told you that you are mine."

This man has the audacity to say I'm his but he can't leave Macy alone. He has to know that I'm not going for that.

"Andre, I don't know how many times I have to tell you this but I don't FUCKING share!" 

Feeling upset, I picked up one of the shot glasses and doused the liquid down my throat. Before I could feel the burn of the first shot, I grabbed the second glass, lifting it up towards Andre and yelled, Congratulations on your win! I chased the first shot with the second one in a matter of seconds. He just looked at me like he didn't know what to say or do.

"Look Andre. I want you to enjoy tonight. You deserve it. You guys played hard all season long for this moment and I don't want to ruin it ok. Stop telling me that I'm yours. We could never be in a real relationship as long as I feel like you and Macy still have the friends with benefits thing going on. I don't like the feeling of being strung along. You're a grown single man so you can fuck whomever you want whenever you want. So don't play with my feelings like you only want me. Just be honest with yourself and me. I don't deserve to be placed in that space you had me a few years ago. I can't take it! I won't take it! So let's just have fun. At this point, if you want to mingle I'll be ok with it."

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