All Mye Queen's Men, Chronicles of Love - Volume I (64 page)

"Do
you
have
anything
to
substantiate
this
tall
tale
of
fantasy,
deception,
manipulation
and
intrigue.
Otherwise
I
’
m
going
to
have
to
assume
that
it
’
s
just
a
flat
out
pack
of
lies."

"Logic
told
me
that
you
were
missing
your
keys
and
your
scarf.
 
I
found
these
in
the
back
of
the
truck."
 
Paul
said
as
he
produced
Queen's
scarf
and
her
truck
keys.
 
"Zoey
must
have
left
them
there
that
afternoon."

Queen
said
not
a
word
as
she
fondled
the
scarf.
 
A
lone
tear
rolled
down
her
cheek
as
she
desperately
fought
back
the
many
others
that
struggled
to
be
free.
 
She
wanted
to
jump
in
his
strong
arms
and
kiss
him,
but
she
couldn't.
 
The
taste
of
Logic
was
still
in
her
mouth,
reminding
her
of
what
she
had
done.
 
So
she
said
nothing.
 
And
despite
her
best
efforts
a
stream
of
tears
flowed
steadily
down
her
face.

"Baby,
please
don't
cry.
 
Just
talk
to
me.
 
We
can
work
through
this.
 
Queen
please."
 
Paul
begged
as
he
took
her
in
his
arms
and
attempted
to
console
her.

Queen
finally
spoke.
 
"I
was
walking
to
class
and
Destiny
bumped
into
me.
 
I
checked
my
purse
for
my
wallet
and
it
was
still
there.
 
I
never
thought
once
about
my
keys.
 
Who
knows
when
the
scarf
went
missing.
 
That
bitch
planned
every
detail
of
this
bullshit
from
the
moment
she
saw
us
in
the
cafe."

"So
you
believe
me?
 
Thank
God!"

"Not
so
fast.
 
I
believe
she
set
this
up.
 
But
please
explain
how
you
could
not
tell
it
wasn't
me."

"Queen,
she
opened
the
truck
with
your
keys
and
blindfolded
me
with
your
scarf.
 
A
scarf
that
smelled
of
you.
 
I
had
no
reason
to
think
that
it
wasn't
you."

"Maybe
at
first
you
might
have
thought
it
was
me.
 
But
at
some
point
you
had
to
think
something
was
up."
 

"Not
till
it
was
too
late."

"Okay,
then
I
have
a
few
questions."

"Go
ahead,
ask
me
anything."

"Did
you
kiss
her?"

"No,
not
once."

"Did
you
go
down
on
her?"

"Hell
to
the
fucking
no!"

"Where
you
ever
on
top
in
control?"

"No,
absolutely
not."

"Did
you
touch
her?"

"No,
she
held
my
arms
down,
so
I
played
along.
 
I
only
touched
her
at
the
very
end.
 
I
grabbed
her
ass
like
I
always
do
you.
 
And
that's
when
I
realized
that
she
wasn't
you.
 
I
swear
Queen,
I'm
telling
the
truth."

Queen
held
her
head
in
her
hands
covering
her
face.
 
Her
head
felt
like
it
weighed
a
hundred
pounds.
 
She
envisioned
herself
doing
every
single
thing
she
asked
Paul
about
with
both
Teddy
and
Logic.
 
And
not
just
once,
but
she
did
it
several
times.
 
Queen
realized
that
she
had
in
fact
betrayed
Paul
a
hundred
times
more
than
he
had
ever
come
close
to
betraying
her.
 
Of
course
she
could
cling
to
the
fuzzy
premise
that
they
were
broken
up.
 
Because
the
truth
was
that
they
actually
were
no
longer
a
couple.
 
But
she
knew
that
would
simply
be
a
cowardly
cop
out.

"Queen,
what's
wrong?
 
Are
you
okay?"
 

Queen
hesitated.
 
"Yeah,
I'm
okay.
 
Look,
I'm
sorry
we
didn't
have
this
talk
sooner,
but
I
was
too
angry
and
too
hurt
to
face
you."

"So,
what
happens
now?
 
Do
you
forgive
me."

"Paul
you
didn't
do
anything
wrong.
  You were the victim of a deranged psychopathic trick ass hoe who'll do anything to have her way. 
Of
course
I
forgive
you."

"Thank
God!"
 
Paul
grinned
as
he
hugged
and
kissed
Queen.
 
Okay,
so
let's
go
get
your
stuff
from
Logic's.
 
I'll
follow
you
in
the
truck."

"No
that's
okay."

"Alright,
well,
we
can
get
them
later."

"Paul
you
don't
understand.
 
I'm
not
ready
to
come
back
just
yet."

"What?
 
Queen
no!
 
Why
not?"

"Because
I
shouldn't
have
been
there
in
the
first
place.
 
We
moved
too
fast
and
when
shit
went
south
I
had
absolutely
nothing.
 
I
had
no
man,
no
transportation
and
no
home.
 
I
can't
put
myself
in
that
position
again."