Chapter 33

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For three weeks straight, Xita was going to see this doctor in the same hotel, until one day, he said that hotel was a little on the expensive side, and he wanted to go somewhere else. He was always complaining that Tuesday wasn't the best day for him, and that Sunday was the best day because that was when he would come in town to do business in the hospital. So Sunday night, was his choice of time

She had also started escorting on her own, at the hotel around the corner from her house. She was making way more money since she didn't have to give any of it to Booney. So when Sunday came around, Xita didn't have to work if she didn't want to. 

Around midnight, she got a text from the doctor saying he was on his way, so she gave him the address of a house that was around the corner from hers and also vacant. Walking down the block, she sat on the steps of the house, constantly checking her phone. 

Finally she saw a bright red corvette pull up and park down the street from the house and just stopped in front of a random house, and her phone buzzed with a text. I think I'm here. Standing up, Xita dusted the debris from her jeans before she walked over to the car, and got in. He drove until they pulled up in a hotel that Booney had Xita staying in before. 

She was nervous as all get out as she peered around the parking lot, looking for either his motorcycle, his truck, or the car he always had, but said it was a rental. She never saw it, but it still put her nerves on edge. 

They went up to the second floor, he gave her the money and in less than thirty minutes, as usual, the doctor released into the condom and rested on his back for a little, before he got up and took a quick shower. Xita sat in the bed a little bit, looking around the room before she went and put her tights back on. 

When he walked out of the bathroom, Xita was about to put her shoes on, until she watched him crawl into the bed and lay his big ass down. Was he really about to go to sleep? Xita didn't even say anything, she just looked at him. She looked at him for a good little minute too, and before she knew it, he was lightly snoring. 

If she walked home, it would take her at least thirty minutes, and she damn sure didn't want to walk at three o'clock in the morning. She had half of a mind to wake him up and tell him she needed to get home, but instead, laid her happy ass down too. Turning her back to him, she laid her head in the pillow and quickly dozed off. 

The next morning, his alarm woke the both of them up at five o'clock. Xita was too happy to finally be leaving, and she hurried to put her shoes and jacket on, while he got dressed in his scrubs. The two exchanged small talk as Xita followed him downstairs and back to his car. This nigga really had a nice ass car. The wood look was nice as shit. 

"I need to stop and get some gas," he said, pulling out of the parking lot. There was a gas station just down the street. The same gas station that she and Serenity had walked to plenty of times before. Since they had already left the hotel, she was no longer worried about spotting Booney. 

"Cool," Xita replied, looking out the window. She just wanted to go home, take a hot shower, and get in the bed for a few hours before she had to go to school, but with two weeks left in school this week was just to study for finals, and she needed to pass all her reviews this week so she didn't have to test next week, and she would be done with school this week. 

Xita sat in the car, waiting, her eyes in her phone. Every now and then she would glance up while the doctor was filling up his tank. As soon as he got in and pulled off, Xita turned to glance at the gas station one last time and had to do a double take at what she saw. 

"What's that look?" The doctor asked, when he noticed Xita's eyes straight forward, and her mouth slightly open. 

"That was my ex boss back there," she mumbled lowly, still looking in her rear view mirror. He had to have seen her because they made direct eye contact before the guy even pulled completely out of the parking lot. 

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