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and all, but don’t be. It was only one time. Even if you did end up getting pregnant, I’d step up and handle my business.”
    She snatched the door open and came out wrapped in a towel. She wasn’t as mad as she had been when she went in, but anger still lingered in her eyes. “First of all, it only takes one time … or didn’t you learn that in school like everyone else? And pregnancy isn’t my only concern. I’m more worried about my life than anything.”
    â€œWhat do you mean by that?” Devonte didn’t understand.
    â€œI mean STDs,” she explained while putting her bra back on. “A wayward dick is just as dangerous as a loaded gun.” She slipped her white shirt on and began buttoning it.
    â€œYou ain’t gotta worry about that. I’m clean,” Devonte assured her.
    She paused her buttoning and gave him a serious look. “And how do I know that? Because you told me? Let’s keep it real, Devonte. I know you’re out there sticking your dick in all these hood bitches, and I’m okay with that because we’re not exclusive. But the minute your dick puts my life in jeopardy, it’s a problem.”
    He wanted to argue, but she had a valid point. Devonte had a roster of chicks he was sleeping with, and he didn’t use protection with all of them. “Listen, I feel fucked up about this. Let me make it up to you.”
    â€œYou should feel fucked up, because it was a greasy move. The only thing you can do for me right now is drop me off so I’m not late,” she told him while wiggling into her plaid skirt and mumbling obscenities to herself.
    Devonte had seen her upset before, but never like this. He suddenly started thinking of all the bad things that could come of falling out of her good graces. Before they left that room, he needed to know where her head was at. “I know you’re pissed and all, but I hope this ain’t gonna create a problem between us.”
    She turned to him with a look that was somewhere between playful and dangerous. “What kind of problems? You mean like my father finding out you tried to knock up his only daughter and killing you, or the fact that you’ve been fucking a seventeen-year-old girl?” When she saw him bristle uncomfortably, she cracked a smile. “Don’t worry, Devonte. I’m not the type to kiss and tell. Besides, our little secret going public would probably hurt my reputation more than yours.” She moved closer to him and ran her hand tenderly down the side of his face. “The daughter of a boss sleeping with the help would make me look like a woman of small principles, and we can’t have that.” She patted his cheek playfully before sashaying toward the door.
    Devonte stood there, still in his birthday suit, trying to decide if he was angrier at her insult or turned on by the audacity of the young girl. “You’re a cold piece of work, Pearl Stone.”
    â€œNot cold enough to keep your thirsty ass away,” she shot back. “Now, hurry and put your clothes on. I’ve got homeroom in an hour, and I don’t want to be late.”
    *   *   *
    Pearl sat in the back of her global studies class, trying her best to stay awake. Her eyelids felt like they had sandbags tied to them, and it was a struggle to keep them open. Devonte had kept her awake half the night, plowing into her like he was trying to use his dick to dig his way to China. He wasn’t the most savory fella she’d ever met, but he fucked like a rock star and could reach places inside her that Pearl had only recently discovered existed. She had always enjoyed her escapades with Devonte until recently. Over the last couple of weeks had had started to become clingy, and the stunt he’d pulled with the condom confirmed what she had already been thinking: it was time to put some space between them. Being the baby mama of a drug