Tori closed her eyes and took deep breaths to calm the emotions that warred within her .
Dallas Avery was the NBA ’ s most valuable player , and a man most women would give their right and left ovary to call their own . Even with his chiseled , handsome face , towering muscular frame and million dollar bank accounts , he was now worth next to nothing in her eyes . Too bad her aching heart didn ’ t get that memo .
“ Bernice is lying ,” Martha said . “ That young stud wouldn ’ t pick her over Tori .” She shot an appreciative glance toward Dallas , then leaned to her right and whispered loudly in Yoli ’ s direction , “ But , girl , he is finer than frog ’ s hair .”
Yoli gave him a lusty once-over . “ He ’ s the type of man who can make a woman put a for sale sign on one thigh and an open for business sign on the other . Yes , Lawd !”
Alicia brushed past Dallas and ran out of the front door , oblivious to the fact that she didn ’ t have on enough clothing to protect her from the sub-zero temps of a Chicago winter .
The whole crowd gasped in disbelief as Dallas grabbed his leather coat from the foyer closet . “ I ’ ll be right back ,” he said as he stepped into his Timberlands .
“ Are you kidding me ?” Tori screamed as he quickly laced up his shoes , then darted toward the door . “ My heart is bleeding all over the carpet and you ’ re going after her !”
The front door slammed and Tori stood frozen . Bernice ’ s voice snapped her out of a trance . “ Girl , I taught you better than that ,” Bernice yelled , gesturing to the door . “ You ’ d better go get your man .”
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