Juice loved you. You were his girl, his old lady. But lately he’d been spending time with Clay, who was pushing Juice to ‘get out there’ while he was still young, after losing his own old lady.

After so much, he finally gave in. He hadn’t slept with the woman at Diosa, they’d gone into a private room, made out, he took his shirt off for her and let her admire his physique, but when he came out of the room shirtless that was definitely not what it looked like to you when you came to find him.