CHAPTER 44 TAMIKA's POV

“Tell me you're but putting on anything provocative…” Julia said to me on the phone as I told her where our rendezvous was.

“Well, it depends on what exactly you mean by provocative,” I said, as I treated my eyes to a view of the city. “Different contexts, different definitions.”

“Tamika…” she called out my name like she was a mother trying to caution her errant child. “What are you trying to do?”

“Nothing, really…” I said, even though I knew how exactly I was intending to get Dolph mad and unable to contain himself. He should have known better than turning down my polite request.

It had me feeling even worse about myself, that I was acting that way, all because of him. But then, I wasn't going to let myself get trampled upon. That had always been one of my concrete rules of relationships, and I wasn't going to break it for anything.

“Are you sure Dolph didn't do anything?” Julia knew me too well and could almost tell what my intentions were like she was some sort of magical fortune