A Heart Full of Lies by Nique Luarks Page B

midsentence as she locked eyes with Michael who was sitting at the bar. She quickly looked away, stammering her words. “I, um, I .. I’m not really hungry.”
                  Shawn looked back at the bar. “What?”
                  Sasha shook her head. “Nothing I thought I seen somebody I know.” She kicked herself for being so sloppy.
                  Shawn gave her a look. “Who the fuck you thought you knew in here?”
                  “Shawn, don’t start. We’re supposed to be enjoying each other not fighting.” She sucked her teeth.
                  Shawn took a sip of his drink. “Let me find out.”
                  Sasha was about to say something smart when she noticed Michael coming over to their table. She looked up at one of the big screens hanging from the wall, trying to avoid eye contact so he wouldn’t come over and speak. Too late.
                  Michael walked up on the table and smiled. “Hey Sasha, how are you? I wasn’t for sure if that was you or not, I see you changed your hair.”
                  Shawn gave her an evil look, then spoke to Michael. “Who are you?” He looked back over at Sasha. “Who the fuck is this?”
                  Sasha sat up straight. “Baby, calm down, this is Michael, my boss.” She smiled at Michael. “Hey.” She wanted to disappear, if not forever, then just for this moment.
                  Shawn leaned forward. “Yo’ boss? Since when the fuck did you get a male boss.” This was all new to him. Sasha hadn’t said anything about assisting another man.
                  Michael gave Sasha a sorry look. “I didn’t mean to cause trouble.”
                  Shawn waved him off. “Yea, aight.”
                  As Michael walked away, Sasha shook her head. “Really Shawn? That’s my damn boss, you going to get me fired!” She let out an angry sigh. “And I didn’t tell you because I knew you would act like this.”
                  Shawn grabbed his jacket off the back of his chair and stood up. “Let’s go.”
                  Sasha stared up at him. “Why? We haven’t even eaten yet. You’re tripping.”
                  Shawn put his jacket on and snatched her out of her chair. “Get your ass up and let’s go.”
                  Sasha snatched away from him. “Get off me.” She couldn’t believe he was acting like this. She grabbed her belongings and followed him past the drunken crowd and out the door. She rolled her eyes as she got in the car, for all this she should’ve just fucked him.
                  As they drove home in silence Sasha’s mind went back to Michael and the bar. He cleaned up nice in regular clothes. She just wished she’d been prepared for when he approached her. Yea, she never told Shawn she worked for him, but then again he never asked. Still that gave him no right to grab on her and embarrass her in public, especially in front of Michael. What if Shawn had just cost her her job?
                  Shawn pulled his 2015 Cadillac Escalade into the driveway and turned the truck off. He leaned his head back against the head rest and took a deep breath. Sasha could tell he was pissed, but she really didn’t care, he’d snatched her up like she was a damn rag doll. She wasn’t down for that type of disrespect and Shawn knew it.
                  “So you’ve been working for that nigga all this time?” Shawn looked over at her.
                  Sasha ignored him and opened her door exiting the truck.
                  Shawn did the same. “You hear me?!” he slammed the door and followed her into the house. “You fucking that nigga?” He didn’t want to ask but he had to know.
                  Sasha laughed. “Are you serious?” She sat down