Chapter Thirty Nine - My Explanation.

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Zuri's P.O.V

Looking away from Avery while taking a seat an' quickly taking back a few more shots I sighed lightly.

At this point I didn't even wanna remember all the shit that's happened tonight, I'd just prefer waking up tomorrow morning clueless of what's happened.

I could feel my head now becoming a bit heavy an' my vision became some what blurry.

"You alright Ma?" I slowly turned my head to the deep, smooth voice that spoke.

"I'm fine." I simply spoke not recognizing the face.

"You look beautiful." A small smile formed against my lips as I focused on the man, who looked to be a bit attractive.

Or was I just drunk?

"Thank you." I simply spoke. "You don't look half bad yourself."

I listened as he chuckled before seductively biting his lips.

"Do you mind if I buy you a drink?"

I focused on him a bit confused.

"No thank you." After drinking so much an' so soon, the only thing I needed was a glass of water.

"What about a dance?" He smirked.

"I'm taken." I blurted out. "I don't think my man would appreciate that."

"Damn." I listened as he cursed beneath his breath. "I should've known--"

"Damn right you should've known."

Him as I looked up to the third voice that spoke behind me causing him to quickly walk away.

"What do you want?" I rolled my eyes at the sight of Avery.

"I was getting tired of watching that bum talk to you."

"He's not your concern." I assured him feeling a bit light headed.

"You drunk?" Avery questioned with a frown forming against his face.

"Leave me the fuck alone." I got a bit loud but no scene was caused with the music being so loud. "An' don't fucking touch me."

I sat back against the sofa becoming a bit more comfortable.

"Did you follow me here?" I questioned him slowly speaking. "You know I hate it when you treat me like a chi- child."

I hit his chest in anger.

"Chill out." He forcefully took ahold of my wrist.

There was one thing I knew, an' it was that Avery never liked to be hit on by anyone.

"I'm taking you fucking home."

I laughed out loud while looking up at him then towards everyone that sat around in our section.

"You not taking me no where." I took up one of the drinks placed on the table.

Avery roughly took away the drink throwing it across the floor.

"You going fucking home Zuri, NOW!"

I jumped a little, frightened at the sound of his voice.

Remaining completely silent I felt him as he gently took a hold of me leading us both out the club an' into his car.

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