Deniece Malcolm’s baby sister is marrying her ex, even though she knows there’s a rule about dating exes. Rules are made to be broken right? Deniece doesn’t think so, but she’ll help with the wedding and break a few of her own.
An excerpt from Chapter 5
I felt a
stabbing pain in my heart. I’d dubbed myself Mrs. Terrance Wright in high
school and now my sister would have the title. I sighed. This was too weird.
I lie on the bed
for a few minutes listening to my sister move around downstairs, then outside
and eventually heard her car start and pull away. I had yet to ask her where
she and Mr. Terrance Wright were planning to live. This house was bigger than
the one Terrance owned or rented or whatever was his situation. I’d been afraid
to ask her, not wanting to learn that that they would reside here and raise
their babies in this house, because if they did it would no longer feel like
home.
I rolled over on
my stomach and pressed my made-up face into the comforter. I just didn’t know.
Everything about her choice of husband made the marriage difficult for me to
stomach. Of course she hadn’t been thinking about that when she’d gone out and
slept with him. I groaned. Now I knew for sure why you stayed away from the
exes. I’d never really thought about the
implications of it before. I just knew to follow the rule. Whomever had made it
had to be a woman that had been through this “ish”, because only someone who
had been where I was could possibly understand all the factors that could come
into play when someone close to you dated an ex.
I stood and
surveyed myself one more time in the mirror. The makeup made me look like I was
going on a date. I couldn’t have Ethan thinking I was going to break my “no
dating younger men” rule. There was enough rule breaking going on right now.
Besides, he was Terrance’s cousin, dating me would mean he was with Terrance’s
ex. Did men care about that? I wasn’t sure.
“Why are you even
going there in your mind?” I asked my reflection. “Ethan is a friend and he
wouldn’t ever be anything more.” I walked into the bathroom that joined my
bedroom to my sisters and washed the makeup off my face, reapplied my
moisturizer and a little lip gloss just as the doorbell rang. I turned to leave
the room and then turned back to the mirror and pointed at myself. “Ethan is
just a friend,” I repeated. “He’s twenty-nine, Terrance’s cousin, and he
appears to be backslidden. They’ll be no opening your mouth tonight.”
I turned off the light
and made my way down the stairs. I pulled the door open and all that I’d just
told myself seemed to evaporate into a mist in the sky. Ethan was standing
there looking all kinds of yummy and chocolaty. Once that woodsy scent coming
off his body hit my nostrils all I could think was that I wanted to break every
rule I had ever made.
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