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I’m harmless or not. We just met and I don’t even know anything about you . . . except that you’re fine and extremely cautious about my fellow brethren. I have no reason to mislead you.”
    â€œNo one else had a reason to mislead me either.”
    Tevin frowned. “Listen, Jemistry. I love your name, I love your vibe, and I want a fair chance to get to know you. But if all of the drama from your past is about to take a seat at the table with us, I’d rather call it a night now.”
    He was right. I was taking it too far.
    â€œI apologize. You have a point, Tevin. I can’t promise that I’llnever mention another word about my past. It’s a part of who I am. I’m not sure how we can truly learn about one another without discussing some elements from both of our pasts. That is what has shaped us into the two people standing here in this moment. However, I’ll try to keep my bitterness about days gone by in check.”
    Tevin stared at me for a few seconds, like he was having his own internal debate. Like he said, he was going to win either way.
    He finally said, “I agree. All I’m saying is that if you’re going to automatically disqualify me because of what I have hanging between my legs, it’s pointless.”
    When he mentioned what he had between his legs, my pussy thumped. Currently, I was going back and forth between two lovers, but it was all about sex. Nothing more, nothing less. I was about to interview Tevin to see if he could be the third person in my rotation, but he didn’t need to know all of that.
    I held up my index and middle fingers. “I, Jemistry Daniels, do solemnly swear that I will not unjustly discriminate against Tevin Harris for the simple fact that he is a man.”
    Finally, I got a bona fide laugh out of him.
    â€œCool beans. Let’s grab a table.”

Chapter Three
    â€œThe only abnormality is the incapacity to love.”
    â€”Anaïs Nin
    I pulled into the building garage for the condo that Winsome and I shared on Sixteenth Street in Adams Morgan about two AM . Getting to know Tevin had been an enlightening experience. Turns out that he was a vascular surgeon at Sibley Memorial, which made him smart as shit. I was about to be in serious trouble because I loved an ambitious and smart man, not to mention smooth, which he definitely was.
    We had shared a late dinner and amazing conversation. Gazing into his eyes over the candlelight and being serenaded by his deep, sensual voice was too much for me. Even the way that he ate sushi turned me on.
    I sat in my 2011 Nissan Rogue for a moment and digested it all.
    â€œThis is how it always begins,” I said aloud. “You fall for a man too soon and then the proverbial shit hits the fan.”
    I had agreed to see Tevin again, but did not commit to a specific day or time. I told him to call me the next day at work. I could not believe that I had stayed out so late on a Wednesday when I had to be in my office by eight. Being a high school principal was not an easy feat, but it was a rewarding one. Teens had a bad rap overall; most of my students were simply trying to get an education amidst the pandemonium created by the five percent of students who had been failed by their parents and believed that making a spectacle of themselves would be their claim to fame. I was not having it, not at Medgar Evers High School.
    Tevin said that he was thirty-four, and I was thirty-seven. Not a big deal, but I preferred to date men at least my age or older. Then again, I didn’t want to actually date him. I only wanted to fuck him, so it didn’t matter. As long as I kept repeating those intentions to myself, I would be fine.
    When I walked into the front door of our condo, I couldn’t believe my eyes. Then again, I shouldn’t have been the least bit astonished by anything Winsome did. After all, she worked as a fake-review writer from home. Yes, it was