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looking around, but as soon as she saw Lorenzo she started straight for him.
    Well, Pinky walked her narrow ass up to him and threw her arms around his neck and kissed him on the lips. Lorenzo started looking around to see where I was. When he finally saw me, I was looking dead at him. I just stood there and waited to see how he handled it. Lorenzo eased her arms from around his neck, took off the headphones and put a polite distance between them. It wasn’t long before he turned around and pointed me out to her. She looked over at me and waved. She said a few more words, then she walked out of the store.
    When I asked him who she was, he told me that she was one of his sister’s friends, and that he barely knew her. “Come on, now. I saw the way that woman kissed you. You gave her some of that dick. Only question is, is whether she’s still gettin’ it?”
    Lorenzo put his arms around me and said, “The only woman I want is you. Believe that.”   
    I always felt warm and safe in his arms, like, I don’t know, like I could feel how much he loved me. Still, I couldn’t let him off the hook that easily. “I hear you sayin’ that, but what I see is something different.”
    That first chick went away quietly. The next one wasn’t pretty.
    We had gone to the club and had just hit the VIP room when Lorenzo stopped dead in his tracks. He whispered something to Chris and they tried to walk me and Teena up outta there quick, but they weren’t quick enough.
    “Lo! Lo! You hear me callin’ you, muthafucka. Don’t try to walk away from me!” I heard a woman yelling over the music. Lorenzo stopped and faced her, but Chris was still trying to drag me and Teena out the club.
    “Let me go, Chris,” I said, struggling to get back to them.
    “No, Nina. That ain’t nothing for you to be concerned about,” Chris said.
    I kicked him in the ankle. Not hard, but enough that he let go of my hand. As I got closer to them, I began to wonder when Lorenzo developed this thing for rail-thin women with bad weaves.
    By the time I got back to them, she was all up in his face with, “Why you don’t return my calls?”
    “I been busy,” Lorenzo said, as I stood next to him.
    I could see the fire in her eyes when she saw me standing there. “Who the fuck is she? This who you been busy with, huh?”
    Lorenzo looked over at me and smiled. “Yeah. This my baby, Nina. Nina, that’s Karhonda .”
    “Well, bitch, you know I’m fuckin’ him too,” Karhonda said and took a step toward me.
    “You mean you used to be the bitch he was fuckin’, ’cause I’m gonna make sure that your triflin ’ ass never sees that again.”
    By that time, Slim was surrounded by two other women. Karhonda caught me off guard and slapped the shit out of me, before Lorenzo stepped in between us. One of her girls stepped up and swung on me, but outta nowhere Teena clocked her with a shot to the jaw. “No you bitches didn’t think y’all was just gonna group up on my girl and me just stand here!” She looked at the other women. “What, bitch? You want some too?”
    Teena was my girl, and if it came to it, she was always ready throw down.  
    “Everything all right here, Lo ?” a security guard asked. He was a big, huge muthafucka backed up by two more just like him.
    “Nah, them three there gotta go,” Lorenzo said as he pointed them out. “And they don’t need to come back up in here.”
    “I’ll take care of it,” the guard said, and turned to the three women. “All right ladies, let’s start making our way to the door,” I heard him say as Lorenzo ushered me back into the VIP room.
    There were a few others, but after awhile, I was the only woman Lorenzo was seeing. Or that was the way he made me feel. I was his woman, and it felt great. At the clubs, I was the one on his arm, chilling in the VIP room, hanging out with the stars. It didn’t matter where he was at night, Lorenzo would always come get me so I was the one he woke up next