Julianna
Julianna, what in God’s name are you doing? I could hear Melayia’s voice so clearly in my head, it was hard to tell if it was my own imagination conjuring her voice, or if she was really speaking to me from the grave. Since when did you become such a social god damn butterfly? Two dates with two different men? Really!?
I shut my front door and leaned back against it. “Not dates,” I growled out loud to myself. Yes, I was talking to myself... or talking to Melayia’s voice in my head, which was probably worse.
Dinner at a man’s house? That’s definitely a date.
“Its just James.”
Just James. The voice in my head mocked me. First Keith, now Seth, AND James. Girl!
“It’s not like that,” I defended myself, walking over to the music system and turning it on. “James i
