"My Rib" Part 1

[Sweet Meat aka CC]

My Rib
by Nick Cannon

[Intro]
Uh can I ball
Yeah can I ball
uh can I ball
This is to every female that's ever been in my life
Flesh of my flesh bone of my bone (I feel you playboy)
Dust to dust uh (for real)

[Verse 1]
My rib, my wiz, my dip, my boo
My chick, my sugar, my shorty all you
My dove, my dawg, my love, my rock
My love for you, my love don't stop
My life, my dream, my wife, my queen
My essence, my coach, my playa, my team
My buddy, my baby, my lovey, my lady
My shelter, my helper, my pain, I felt you
My diamond, my gold, my Zion, my soul
My spirit, my flesh, my chest, you hold
My shield, my skills, my will be still
My youngin', my pumpkin, my sweetness, my somethin'
My dumpling, my daisy, my freak you crazy
My woman, my girl, my misses, my world
My breezy, she need me, believe me be easy
My kid, my bid, we live my rib

[Chorus 2x]
You are my rib and I can't deny (you my rib)
Closer than my flesh and bone (for you I live)
And the love we share is strong

[Verse 2]
Your style, your smile, your walk, your mile
Your dress, your stress, you saving your sex
You blessed, your views, your joy, your blues
Your eyes, your moves, your heart, no clues
Your opinion, dominion over your whole livin'
Your home, your given, your virtue, he hurt you
Your wounds, you nurture, your curfew, your class
Your curves, your (ooh!), your glory, your past
Your story, your stash, your mercy, your grace
Your voice, your face, your pace, your taste
Your morals, your goals, your steps, your toes
Your scent, your strength, your friends, your foes
Your prayers, your cares, your tears, your cheers
From yours to my ears, your crown, your frown
Your palms, your moms, your kid you give
We live, we did, me and you my rib uh

[Chorus 2x]

[Verse 3]
I hate you, I date you, I love you, I make you
I miss you, I thank you, for you I'm grateful
I need you, I am you, I stand you, I have to
I had you, I left you, but I had to, I failed you
I scared you, I dared you, compared you, I held you
I kept you, I dissed you, I helped you, I felt you
When I kiss you, I melt you, I see you, I saw you
I hear you, I call you, no answer, I get you
Forget you, forgot you, I lost you, I got you
I trust you, I doubt you, I can't live without you
I feel you, I kill you, I heal you, I steal you
I stole you, I have you, I hold you, I know you
The new you, the old you, I groomed you, I mold you
I warn you, I scold you, how could I be so cold to you?
I owe you my life, my soul I live, that's why I believe
You are my rib

[Chorus 2x]

[Sweet Meat aka CC]

::Thinking:: Mmmmph, royal blue has never looked so good on a dyme like me!

"How's that?", my co-worker and best friend since our college days, Millie (short for Milsap), asked as he walked up behind me. I was in the living room of his condo looking at my reflection in his full-length mirror he had brought out. I was being fitted into my maid of honor gown that he designed for me for my younger sister, Dashara's wedding that was taking place on next weekend. I would have been by on yesterday to try on my gown along with the rest of the wedding party, but with the week I had just experienced along with the onset of cramps, I was too bitchy to be around anybody at the time. Anyway, I must hand it to him that he really outdid himself with this design; the gown is a royal blue strapless satin number with a detachable chiffon and satin train outlined in blue and white sequins. It's no wonder that Millie is an up and coming fashion designer. Some of his work has already been shown on the pages of Vogue, Essence, and Ebony magazine. When he's not busy creating the newest clothing designs, he and I work together on the set of a new soap opera that airs on ABC called "Lies, Passions, and Love". Millie is the style consultant and I'm his assistant style consultant which works out great because we're always hitting up the malls and boutiques.

"I love it!", I beamed while looking at him in the mirror. "But I need for you to zip me up if you will, please."

"Okay. Hol' still.", he stated as he began to do so. However, he couldn't do it without saying something smart. "Damn, Miss Piggy! What the hell you been eatin' lately? I'm havin' a job doin' this!"

"Don't hate because you ain't got enough cushion for the pushin' where it counts.", I smirked while glancing over my shoulder at him.

"Or in your case, cushion for the SMOOSHIN'!", he laughed while fluffing out the train.

"Fuck you, Millie!", I laughed back.

"Only in your dreams.", he smirked. "Now turn around.", he stated while motioning at me with his hand in a twirling manner. He proceeded to fold his arms while placing one of his hands up to his chin as his face took on an expression of deep concentration.

"What?", I asked with a shrug of my shoulders.

"We're gonna have to do something with these because you're about to spill over chile.", he mumbled as he reached out to tug the material up around "the twins" some more.

"No! I like it like this, Millie.", I whined as I began to bounce up and down while pretending to have a tantrum.

"Uh uh, girl. Please! I feel like I'm about to be sea-sick!", he replied with a disgusted look on his face as he turned away from me while holding his stomach.

"Shut up, you!", I giggled while playfully shoving him away from me. "But in all seriousness, I don't see anything wrong with the way the gown fits."

"Cherish, you won't be sayin' that next weekend when ‘your girls’ make a special appearance before everyone in attendance and the Lord. We want your sister's weddin' to be filled with lovely memories...not a scary one.", he chuckled while winking at me.

"Well maybe ‘my girls’ wanna make a special appearance for a special someone that's gonna be there.", I grinned while wiggling my eyebrows.

"Who? Oh...you're talkin' about Nick.", he sighed with a roll of his eyes and a shake of his head as he reached out towards me once more to tug up on my gown once again before taking several pins from the pin-cushion on his wrist to pin into the small folds of extra material that were now gathered up around my breasteses.

"Yes, Nick. I mean after all, he was invited to the wedding courtesy of momma since he‘s a looooooooong-time friend of the family. And watch it with those pins!" I noticed how close one was about to be stuck on me.

"Girl, hush up! And so what if Nick's gonna be there? Do you not recall how he expected you to give up the wonderful job I had just gotten for you at the time when he had to go down to the Bahamas to film his last movie and wanted you to come with him?"

"Yes...but...", I began.

"And do you ALSO recall how the two of you had been togetha for nearly three years and that if he REALLY meant it when he said he loved you, then his boney-ass woulda asked you to marry him when he said he would do anything to keep you next to him?"

"Yeah, Millie, but...!", I started again.

"And let's not forget that not only did he leave you here and go down there to live for a whole year, but he never once picked up the phone to call you until almost a month lata because he said he needed time to think over the relationship you two HAD!"

"Okay! Okay! You made your point!", I shouted while finally being able to interrupt him.

"You know it's only because I love ya, girl. You can do betta than his selfish ass anyway."

"Yeah, yeah, yeah.", I mumbled as I made my way back to his bedroom to change back into my clothes.

::Thinking:: But who are you to say that Nick hasn't had a change of heart. Besides, I can't help if I'm STILL in love with him after all of this time.
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[Sweet Meat aka CC]

"Well, you only have 10 more hours until you're Mrs. Terrell Carter.", I giggled as Dashara and I were sitting in the middle of her old bedroom floor of our parent's house after her bachelorette party. I glanced over at the clock on her wall that read 1:50 a.m.

"I know right; it's kinda scary though.", she giggled before taking a deep sigh as she leaned her back up against her bed.

"What are you talkin' about?"

"I'm sayin'...I love Terrell...I mean I really REALLY love him, but now that it's about time to jump the broom, I realized that I'm gonna be in this for the loooooooooong haul."

"Is that all?", I smirked. "Girl, it ain't like yall ain't already been together for like 5 years."

"Yeah, smart ass I know that.", she chuckled. "But..."

"But nothin'...you two have been through too many things good and bad not to make this marriage work. You and him both are gonna be just fine.", I smiled while throwing some popcorn at her from my bowl. "Plus how many unmarried women have you heard of that would call their soon-to-be-husband while she has the livest strippers this side of the Mississippi workin' it out for her at HER bachelorette party?"

"Shut up!", she laughed. "Those guys ain't got nothin' on my man...shoo'."

"My point exactly!", I laughed back.

Just then, we heard a car door close right outside of her window. She quickly jumped up and ran over to it and saw that it was Terrell.

"What is he doin' here? It ain't time for yall to get married yet."

"I'ono...but I'm finna go see.", she giggled as she quietly ran out of the room and down the stairs while succeeding in not waking ma and daddy up."

"Hey, sweetie.", Terrell grinned right after she opened the door for him.

"Hey. What are you doin' here?", she grinned back as they proceeded to hug each other.

"You know what I'm doin' here.", he winked as he continued to hold her in the doorway.

"Now you KNOW that can't happen until the honeymoon; it's only right.", she smirked with a roll of her eyes.

"Well I guess we can keep each other company for a while in the den and watch some tv."

"Okay."

However, as soon as they were on the sofa, they did almost ANYTHING except watch tv until she fell asleep in his arms. He left about an hour later after waking her up to let her know he was leaving.

In the meantime, I stayed upstairs listening to the radio until I fell asleep while becoming more and more excited about seeing Nick in a few hours.
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"Why hello.", I heard a male voice behind me right after I had stepped out of the backroom of the church where momma, Millie, and our childhood friend, Sandi, were helping Dashara with her last minute preparations as far as her hair and makeup were concerned.

Turning around, I saw that it was another one of the family’s longtime friends, Howard that we have always called Lil’ Howard. Dashara had asked him to be one of the usher’s for the ceremony.

"Oh, hey.", I forced myself to smile after being disappointed that it wasn’t Nick.

"You look nice.", he grinned while looking me up and down.

"Thank you, Lil’ Howard.", I smirked. After all, as far as I was concerned, he was nothing but a BIG flirt with anything that was female; not to mention that he’s always strung women along since he has never been able to commit to one.

"What? You do. Maybe next year this time, it’ll be us exchangin’ vows.", he winked.

"WhatEVA!", I laughed with a shake of my head.

"You can truly tear a man’s dreams down. You know that?", he chuckled while pinching my cheek before making his way over to the entrance of the church the moment he saw a group of women coming inside.

All I could do was smirk and shake my head as I turned to walk away. However, as soon as I did, I bumped into someone.

"Ooops…I’m sor…NICK!!!", I happily squealed as I looked up into his eyes. We immediately grabbed each other up in a big hug. It felt so right being back in his arms at the moment that I didn’t want to let him go although I reluctantly did so.

"I thought it was you.", he grinned as we gazed at each other. "You look…great. Whoa!", he couldn’t help from shaking his head while looking at me.

"Thank you.", I blushed while looking downward not caring that there were people pouring into the church all around us.

"So how have you been?"

"I’ve been good. You?"

"I’ve been good too.", he faintly smiled with a nod of his head.

I was about to speak until I was interrupted by a female voice. "I’m back."

After snapping out of my daze, I looked over to Nick’s left and witnessed a female grabbing up to his arm while grinning at me. "Hi."

"Ummmm…Cherish…this is my fiancé, Yelina Garza. Yelina, this is my good friend, Cherish Burton."

::Thinking:: Nigga, I know your skinny black ass ain’t got the nerve to be up in this church lyin’ sayin’ I’m your "good" friend?!

"It’s nice to meet you, Cherish.", she smiled once more while tightening her grip on Nick’s arm.

"Thanks. You too, Yelisa?”

“Yelina.”, she smiled while correcting me.

“Oh, sorry. Well if you two will excuse me, I have to go see if things are about ready to be underway." I replied as I forced my words through clenched teeth while wearing the fakest of fake grins.

Instead of going back to where Dashara and everybody were, I went into the bathroom down the hall instead to quickly wipe the tears I felt coming on so I wouldn’t ruin my makeup that Millie had so nicely applied.

Several seconds later, the doors burst open causing me to jump back from the sink. I looked over to my right, and noticed that Yelina was walking inside and over to the sink to join me to touch-up her makeup. I also noticed how she stopped to look at our reflections in the mirror.

"Are you okay?", she asked with a look of concern.

::Thinkin':: Hell no I'm not okay! You got my ex out there lyin' to your ass sayin' that I'm only his friend when he and I shared three years together as a couple!

"Yeah, thanks. It’s my allergies.", I sniffed.

"Oh yeah…I suffer from them too. They can be a pain.", she smiled as she began to apply a coat of lip gloss on her lips.

::Thinkin’:: Not as much of a pain as Nick’s ass needs to be in for havin’ the audacity to bring you up in here, chickenhead!

"Yeah, they can. Well see ya." As soon as I stepped out of the bathroom, I saw Millie approaching me in a hurried manner.

"Girl, where has your bubble-butt been? We’re gettin’ ready to line yall up!", he whispered.

"I’ll tell you about it lata.", I sighed with a roll of my eyes.

"Yeah, juss come on here.", he huffed while grabbing up to my hand and pulling me over to the rest of the wedding party.

Several minutes later as we proceeded to march in, I couldn’t help from quickly glancing over to my left and noticing how Nick had the nerve to be grinning at me as I came down the aisle. That’s when I purposely swayed my hips just to show him what he was about to be missing from now on as Millie sang at the piano while playing John Legend’s "So High". When I reached my spot where I was to stand, I noticed how Millie glared at me while shaking his head as he continued to sing. I quickly let my eyes fall to the floor after being embarrassed about what I had just done. When I looked back up, I saw Howard smiling at me from the back of the church as he stood at the door with one of Terrell’s family members who was also an usher.

After the wedding party marched in, everyone waited in anticipation for Dashara to make her entrance. I slowly walked over to the piano where Millie was sitting so that he and I could sing Aaliyah's "Steady Ground" as Dashara and daddy marched in. For the next few minutes, I forgot all about Nick as I sung my heart out while watching my baby sis come down the aisle. Now I'm not just saying this because she's family, but I had never seen a more beautiful bride in all of my life. As I continued to sing with Millie, I saw momma crying her lil' heart out as she watched her babygirl.

Once we were finished with our song, I placed the microphone back down on top of the piano and quickly made my way back over to the bridesmaids while waiting for the pastor to ask who was giving Dashara away. I thought it was so cute how daddy's voice cracked when he said, "I do.", before going to sit down next to momma. During the rest of the ceremony, I kept my eyes glued on Dashara and Terrell as they exchanged their own set of vows. But the real tearjerker was when Terrell sang his own rendition of Stevie Wonder's "Ribbon in the Sky" to her. By the time he was done, Dashara was shedding her own set of tears before they were pronounced Mr. and Mrs. Terrell Carter before the congregation.

Although I tired to make it a point not to look in Nick's direction anymore as the wedding party marched out, I couldn't help from doing so. I noticed how he had a sheepish look on his face while watching me before quickly holding his head down while keeping his arm wrapped around Yelina's shoulder.

::Thinkin':: I hope you and your lil' girlfriend choke on a biscuit at the reception.
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[Sweet Meat aka CC]

Upon arriving at the reception, I told Millie about everything that had went on back at the church as well as telling him I knew this Yelina chick from somewhere, but as of now, I couldn‘t remember exactly where I had seen her. While I was expecting him to cuss me out, I was surprised by his sensitivity to my situation.

"Babygirl, look...I can't begin to imagine how you're feelin', but truss me when I say that it is NICK's loss; not yours. And who knows...with all those fine-lookin' menses that were at the weddin' and comin' here, you're bound to luck up with one.", he chuckled while giving me a reassuring hug as we stood out in the parking lot.

"Thanks, Millie. You my rock, girlfriend!", I joked as I placed a kiss on his cheek.

"Whateva, skank.", he joked back as he took my hand to walk me over to the rest of the wedding party so we could make my entrance into the ballroom of the Four Seasons hotel along with everyone.

Once we were inside and seated, the pastor stood up to say grace before we proceeded with eating. Since I wasn't really hungry at the moment, I told momma and daddy to stay put and I would fix their plates for them. As I stood in line, I looked around the room at everyone and noticed that Nick had made his way over to ma and daddy's table to speak with them and I guess introduce them to Yelina since she was with him. I guess I must've been staring too long because I felt someone playfully tap my bare shoulder. When I glanced behind me, I saw it was my and Dashara's cousin, Shondrella.

"Heffa, move it along! We hungry!", she joked while laughing at me.

"I got your heffa, turkey!", I laughed as I quickly moved up in the line.

"So now that it's one down and two to go, should we put our bets in on who'll be next to walk down the aisle?” , she chuckled.

"Girl, with the way my luck has been lately, I think it's safe to place a bet on you since you and Marques been togetha for some time now.", I giggled.

"Please! He still got cold feet talkin' some mess about it's goin' so good between us right now, why mess it up with a marriage certificate."

"No he didn't?!", I laughed while looking up with widened eyes as I proceeded to place some food on ma and daddy's plates.

"Yes he did, but I told him that if I don't get a ring by this time next year, then I'm movin' on. It's not like I'm gettin' any younger.", she chuckled.

"Ain't THAT the truth!", I joked while throwing a wink at her.

"Zip it!", she laughed.

"Anyway. I noticed he couldn't make it."

"Yeah, he's back home workin' on some musical projects for him and his boys so he was unable to fly here to attend the weddin', but he told me to send his well-wishes to D and Rell.", she smiled.

"Awwww...that's sweet."

When I was finished fixing ma and daddy's plates, I made my way back over to them even though Nick and Yelina were still standing there.

"Here you go.", I faintly smiled as I sat their plates down in front of them.

"Oh, thanks, hon.", momma smiled.

"You're not gonna eat anything?", Nick smiled while looking at me as I took my seat next to daddy.

::Thinkin':: Negro, please! Don't EVEN try that act-like-you-carin' shit! Just go on and choke on that biscuit already!

"No. I'm not hungry.", I replied in a forced pleasant tone before standing back up to go see what Dashara and Terrell were up to.

"Mary! You see what you did?!", daddy whispered to momma as soon as Nick and Yelina excused themselves to go back to their table.

"Well how was I supposed to know that he wasn't coming back empty-handed?!", she whispered back.

"I told you to leave well enough alone, but nooooo!"

"Oh hush up ol' man and eat your food!"

In the meantime, I stood in between Terrell and Dashara as they sat at their table eating. "Congratulations again, you two! Welcome to the family!", I grinned as I placed a kiss on Terrell's cheek followed by Dashara's while placing my hands on their shoulders.

"Thanks.", he grinned while winking at Dashara.

"Where's your plate? I know you haven't ate already?", Dashara smiled as she looked up at me.

"Oh, maybe I'll get a lil' somethin' lata.", I sighed with a shrug of my shoulders. "But can I get yall anything?"

"Nah, sis, we're straight; but thanks.", Terrell replied.

"Okay, well I'll be nearby if yall need me for anything. I'll see ya in a lil' bit."

"Hey, is Cherish okay?", Terrell whispered while glancing over at Dashara.

"No, I don't think so.", she mumbled with a shake of her head while keeping her eye on me as I made my way over to some of our other family members and friends that I hadn't seen in a while.

"Maybe I need to go see what's wrong." However, just as she was about to stand up, she noticed that I had took a seat at a table with two of our great-aunts. When she saw that I was laughing and talking a mile a minute from where she was sitting, she decided to leave things alone for the moment.

Close to an hour later after Terrell and Dashara danced the first dance to Jodeci's "Luv U 4 Life", everyone else began to pour on the dance floor to dance as well. However, I leaned up against a wall in the back while keeping a close eye on Nick and Yelina as they swayed to Teena Marie and Gerald LeVert's "A Rose By Any Other Name" as I ate a small plate of sliced fruit.

"W'sup?", Howard asked after walking up next to me.

"Oh, hey.", I faintly smiled while looking over at him before placing a strawberry in my mouth.

"I see ol' boy's back in town.", he smirked while looking at Nick since he had saw me staring at him as he made his way over to me.

"Yeah, anyway...", I replied with a shrug of my shoulders as I looked down at my plate to pick up a slice of honeydew melon next to place in my mouth.

"Yeah, so do you feel like dancin'?"

"No thanks. But you can keep me company if you want.", I smiled while cutting my eyes at him.

"Oh, aight. So could I get you somethin' else to drink?", he asked after noticing that my cup was nearly empty.

"Would you?", I cooed as I looked into his slanted eyes.

"Sure, ma. I'll be back in a minute."

"Thanks." As soon as he walked away, I looked back over at Nick and saw him looking at me although he never missed a beat as he and his girl continued to sway to the music. I proceeded to look over in another direction of the room even though I could feel my heart slowly breaking on the inside.

"Here you go.", Howard smiled as he stood in front of me several seconds later with a fresh glass of punch.

"Thank you, sir.", I lightly chuckled as I took it from him.

"There's no need to stress ova that.", he sighed when he caught me watching Nick again.

"Huh? Oh, I'm not.", I blushed while lowering my eyes back down to my plate.

"You're a terrible liar, Cherish.", he chuckled before giving me a serious look.

"I am not.", I playfully pouted while looking up at him. "What?"

"I'm tryna figure out why you won’t give me a chance?", he slyly grinned.

"Boy, please! We've been friends long enough for me to know that your butt is always playin' some female.", I laughed with a roll of my eyes.

"Maybe because I hadn't found the right one until now.", he almost whispered as he moved in closer to me.

For a brief moment, we both gazed at each other as Gerald and Teena sang their hearts out over the speakers. Then like clockwork, I was saved by the sound of Shondrella's loud mouth as she approached us.

"W'sup, cuz! I juss got word that the bouquet and garter is gonna be tossed in a minute! C'mon and let's make our way over to the front so we'll have a good chance of catchin' it!", she giggled while pulling me away from Howard. I gave him a look that said "sorry" as I was pulled out onto the dancefloor. In response, he laughed and shook his head at us before walking over to some of his boys.

"Okay ladies! It's about that time!", the DJ announced over the microphone after the song was over. "There's gonna be a tossin' of the bouqet!"

I noticed how Yelina quickly joined me and some of my other family members at the front of the crowd. I did everything in my power to block her before Dashara even prepared to throw the bouqet, but this chick kept right on playfully jumping out in front of me. When I placed my hands on my hips while glaring at her, Shondrella began to laugh.

"Relax, relate, and release, girl!", she whispered while pulling me nearer to her.

"I'm tryin'...I'm really tryin' to!", I whispered back although I began to laugh as well.

Several seconds later, the DJ counted down to 1 from 5 as Dashara turned her back to us. After reaching number 1, she tossed the bouquet behind her. I found myself jumping up in the air to catch it; however, you wouldn't believe who caught it...yeah, that damn Yelina!!!

For a moment, I stood staring at her in disbelief as everyone began to applaud and cheer while she wore a big ass grin on her face. Then without thinking, I was about to step to her when Dashara ran over to me and placed her arm around my shoulder.

"It's only a bouquet, sis.", she whispered while trying not to laugh as she walked me away in an opposite direction. However, I glanced over my shoulder and saw Yelina almost skipping her happy ass over to Nick while waving the bouquet in the air. They proceeded to wrap their arms around each other while she stood on her tip-toes in her stiletto heels to place a quick peck on his lips. Well that did it! I looked from them back to Dashara and everyone else standing around while they guys gathered together to have their turn to catch the garter that Terrell was gonna toss as soon as Dashara went back over to him to sit down in the chair he pulled out into the middle of the floor, so he could take it off. I took off running out of the room into the hall to have a spoiled-brat moment. I flopped down on an empty bench down the far end of the hall away from everything.

I had been sitting alone for maybe five minutes or so sort of turned to the wall next to me while resting my elbow on the armrest when a very familiar male voice spoke while standing in front of me.

"We need to talk for a minute.", Nick sighed as he looked down at me. I slowly looked up and saw him holding a single white rose he took from one of the flower arrangements back in the ballroom. Nevertheless, I gave him an evil look without saying a word.

::Thinkin':: Fuck a damn talk! I'm ready to beat your natural-born black ass!

"Talk? Talk about what?", I calmly asked with a shrug of my shoulders before turning back to the wall once more.

"Well for starters, I know this can‘t replace the bouquet you didn‘t catch, but maybe this‘ll make you feel better.", he stated as he took a seat next to me while placing his arm across the top of the bench although he kept some safe space in between us as he turned to look at me while holding the rose out for me to take.

“Thank you.”, I mumbled. He‘s really making it hard for me to be pissed off with him by being this thoughtful in spite of the awkward situation we‘ve been placed in from the time we met back at the church earlier today.

"Listen, Cherish...I was away from you for a whole year and I didn't know that I would actually come back here to stay; but at the same time, I had to go on with my life since I thought we made a mutual agreement to cut all ties with our relationship."

"Well what else was I supposed to do when you said you weren't comin' back?", I quietly sighed while fighting back tears thanks to my stubborn ways.

"I know, and I'm sorry...", he started until I interrupted him.

"Yeah, so am I.", I wearily sighed as I stood up to walk away leaving him sitting alone to watch me leave.

::Thinkin':: Why is it so hard for me to let you go?

For the rest of the evening, I succeeded in keeping my distance from Nick even though every now and then I would catch him watching me when Yelina wasn't paying any attention.

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[*~*Lady K*~*~]

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