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Nikki gets naked revenge on Tian.

" I offered her all of the politeness my mother had taught me.

"Oh, you have an accent! How unusual!" She giggled. "I prepared your old room for you, honey." She said, turning to Travis. "And the guest room for your friend."

Friend. Yep. She saw right through me.

Of course I wouldn't sleep in the same room as Travis. Here I was his friend not his...what was I? His fuck buddy?

"Go on up. I'll get dinner ready. You brother and sister are coming!"

Travis gave his mother a sad smile at the mention of his siblings. The only thing I knew about his brother and sister was the fact that they existed. I made a mental note to ask him about them later.

I took my little bag and followed Travis up the stairs when his mother disappeared into the kitchen.

"She likes you." He said with genuine conviction.

"Oh, yes. I could tell."

Oh, why had I agreed to this again?


Travis had showed me to the guest room, then gone into his old room in order to get ready for dinner. After two hours in a bus, and the two hours of sex before that, I felt dirty. Literally. I had just exited the shower and wrapped a towel around my still wet body when Travis entered the room, startling me and almost causing me to drop the towel.

"Don't you knock?" I chided him.

He looked fresh wearing a white shirt unbuttoned to his stomach. His long hair was combed back, still wet. He moved towards me like a cat preying a bird.

"You do know you're not going to sleep in here, don't you?" He put his long arms around my waist, pulling me to him, allowing his large hands to slid down until they rested on my ass.

"No, I don't. This is precisely the room I'm sleeping in."

He raised his blond eyebrows, pursing his lips, all thoughtful. "Well, I suppose that's a better idea. It will be easier to explain things to my mother if she finds me wandering the hallways early in the morning." He bent down and kissed me.

"Uh-hum," I pushed him away. "Travis. We are not doing this here."

"Why not?"

"It's your mother's house for fuck's sake!"

"So? I lost my virginity in my room when I was fifteen." And his mouth was on mine again.

I was going to say something, push him back, but his mouth felt so intoxicating on mine. I twisted my fingers in his wet hair and kissed him back until he groaned lowly in his throat. His fingers found their way down and under my towel. I thought better to stop him while I could still resist him.

"Go away and let me get dressed." I broke the kiss and pushed him towards the door.

"Don't take too long. I'm hungry." He said, offering me a smug look that suggested he didn't mean food.

"Bugger off, Travis." I said in mock annoyance before closing the door on him.

Finally alone, I sat on the bed and ringed George up.

"Gee?" I said when he picked up.

"What happened, Mo." He knew something was wrong instantly.

"Gee, I should've have listened to you." George had advised me that coming with Travis might not be the best of ideas. I, unwisely, had disregarded his advice.

"What is it, darling?"

"His mother gave me the look." The 'you're a black girl' look. I didn't have to explain it to him. He knew just what I meant.

I grew up seeing that look on people's faces whenever I went out with my very white dad. And later on in life with George, because he liked to tell people I was his sister.

"Oh, to the bloody devil with her!" He said "Did he tell her you're together?"

"We're not together, Gee." I insisted we were not.

"Whatever, Mo. You know what I mean."

"He told her we're friends, but of course she knows we're sleeping together."

"You know what to do, Mo. Head up, shoulders back and fuck her."

"Yeah. I know." I sighed. If only things were that easy.

I trusted she would treat me with enough civility, because Travis's relationship with her was fragile enough without me making it worse.

"I'm getting ready for dinner. Any fashion advices?" I asked, moving the subject away from unpleasantness.

"Did you pack your blue dress?"


Once I was ready, wearing the vintage

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