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Chapter 26

Henri
I

limp back to my SUV after my basketball game with the guys. All was normal
until I had a particularly hot flashback of Sanya’s mouth sliding up and down
my shaft. I’d taken a nasty fall and scratched up my left knee all to hell. I had
to earn some man points by refusing to clean it until later.
After insisting I am fine, I hobble back to grimace in peace.
It stings like a bitch, and the pain of getting my leg inside of my SUV causes
me to suck some air through my teeth.
I grab my cell out the center console to check for messages, and my face morphs
into a frown. I have eight text messages -one from Claire and seven from Sanya, and
three missed calls. I scrolled to the call log. Mom, Dad, and Claire. That is highly
unusual, but I opt to read Sanya’s texts first in case she has changed her mind and

wants to get naked again.
Sanya: Do you know when ur coming back?
Sanya: Don’t know if u remember the pajamas I wore last nite…
How could I forget? She looked like my favorite piece of candy; I wanted to
follow the instructions on her shirt with tedious attention to detail. Her shorts
made me weak. I’d silently prayed for her to bend over just a little more, or better
let me take them off. The first two messages are promising, but my hopes are shot
to hell with the next set of texts.
Sanya: …I was wearing the same thing when the doorbell rang. Sanya:
It was only YOUR ENTIRE FAMILY.
Sanya: I decided it was best I get dressed.
Sanya: I heard your dad say he didn’t know I was black.