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Stepping onto the private jet Nariah pointed her finger at my niggas and ordered. “Don’t say shit to me.”

“We ain’t even did shit.” Lucas laughed.

Nariah was grouchy as fuck and within reason. We were equally running off a few hours of sleep. I swear neither one of us wanted to get out of bed when the alarm went off.

“Y’all know how she is.” I chuckled and plopped down beside her. “You good?”

Rolling her eyes she shook her head. “No, Julius I’m not.” I watched in silence while she went into her makeup bag and pulled out her eye patches. After placing them under her eyes she slid her shades down over her eyes. “Don’t wake me up until we’re landing in Miami.”

“Yes ma’am.” The flight attendant let everybody know that we had been cleared for take-off and would be pushing back in a few minutes.

While Nari got herself situated, I went and sat by Tito.

Ain’t gone hold you, but my ass was nervous as fuck ‘bout tonight. Too many industry people in the same vicinity had my ass on edge. “I hope don’t shit pop off.” When I woke up this morning, I had a message from Tamia telling me how she was excited to see me.

That shit had the pit of my stomach in knots.

Looking down the aisle where Nari was reclined, he whispered. “If it does I’on even wanna hear it. Cause I told yo ass.”

“I know.” Rubbing my hands down my face I sighed. “I’mma get it together.”

“You ain’t. At least not until Nariah dip out on your ass.”

“Tuh.” I huffed. “That shit will never fucking happen.”

“You think it won’t. That’s why yo ass be running around here on that bullshit. You don’t think she gone leave. Nariah a good ass woman Juice. You be playing too many games out here.”

“You ain’t gotta tell me. I’m already knowing.” Tito stayed preaching to me ‘bout the shit I did when I was away from my girl. I listened majority of the time but there were a few times that I slipped up.

The last time Nari had caught me fucking off was before Jude.

And for a minute there I hadn’t fucked a bitch since.

Tamia ass really did slip through the fucking cracks.

Majority of the time when I was out on the road, I stayed to myself, there had been a few instances where I’d gotten my dick sucked but I ain’t stuck dick in nobody but Tamia.

The only reason her ass got blessed with it was ‘cause I had been wanting to hit her for a minute. I met her one night at a party my label was throwing for another artist. She pushed up on me and I shot her down. Don’t mean I ain’t look.

Tamia had a manufactured body, but she stayed in the gym so the shit ain’t look sloppy.

I had a thing for me a chocolate girl and baby girl fit the bill.

Any time we saw each other out we kept it cordial for the most part.

One night my ass had hit the club after a show and got drunk as fuck.

Tamia just so happen to be in town. One thing led to another and the next thing I know I had her ankles up by her ears, fucking the dog shit out of her.

Now, the bitch was certified and thought she meant more to me than what she really was. Tamia knew I had a girl back at the crib and didn’t give a fuck. As long as I tossed her a few stacks here and there she kept her mouth closed.

I had caught her a few times throwing shade on social media, but she never put a name on it.

I told her to keep that shit cute cause if word got back to my girl, it was over for her ass, and I meant that.

I knew I was wrong for fucking around with her, but my ass was in too deep and couldn’t stop.

I’d done a good job keeping the two of them separate, but this weekend wasn’t avoidable.

“Yo ass better hope Nariah don’t sense anything.”

“She gone beat my ass, Tito.” I chuckled. I was laughing but Nari had them hands. I done felt em a few times. My girl ain’t play no fucking games. Ain’t no telling what she was gone do if she found out.

“I’m glad you know it.”

Leaning back in my seat I propped my hands up behind my head and closed my eyes. The flight to Miami wouldn’t take long so I decided to catch a lil quick nap. I knew we would be on the go as soon as we touched down.

As soon as the jet landed me, Nari, Byron, and Lucas hopped into a black truck and headed to the mall. Tito went in a separate truck since he had to go meet up with my DJ.

Brickell was packed as usual and normally my ass wouldn’t be caught out here without security, but I had my niggas with me and more importantly this wasn’t ‘bout me. I was trying to show Nari a good time.

“How much longer we gotta be here?” Lucas’s ass asked. Nigga was acting like we had been here all day.

Looking over at the nigga I cocked my head to the side. “Why? You got something else you tryna do?”

“Nawl but if yo girl ask me one more time how something look I’mma body slam her ass.” He joked.

“Nari got them guns. I’on think you wanna fuck with her.” Byron retorted.

“Yeah, cause of his strong ass.” Lucas pointed at me. “Nari ass ‘bout bench press five hundred pounds.” He heckled, making me and Byron laugh.

“Yo ass capping but she really be hitting that shit.” Nari ass be in the gym going harder than my ass.

My niggas stayed fucking with her calling her strong and shit.

She had them gains but everything else ‘bout her was soft as cotton. “Nigga just nod and say yeah. Eventually she will stop fucking with you. Why you think I’m all the way over on this side.” I chuckled.

I knew how my girl got anytime we hit the mall which is why I stayed in the cut and out of her way. I let the sales associate deal with her indecisive ass and just handed her the bread for whatever she bought.

“She don’t fuck with you but she be having our ass trying on shades and scarfs and shit.” Byron fussed. “Nari be hoeing our ass while you sitting here unbothered.”

I shrugged my shoulders. “Perks of being her nigga.”

“Yeah aight.” He huffed. “You ‘bout to be mad ‘cause her ass ain’t found shit in here she want.” He rasped before sliding out of his seat.

Nari wanted to hit Chanel before we went anywhere else. I was hoping she found everything she was looking for ‘cause I was trying to grab something to eat before we went anywhere else.

Nari must’ve read my mind ‘cause minutes later I heard her calling my name. “Julius.”

“Man got damn.” I groaned. “What’s up baby?”

“I’m ready.”

“Thank God.” I hopped up so fast so I could pay for her shit. Walking up behind her at the register I peeped the total on the screen. “You must really ain’t find shit.” I grabbed my card out of my pocket and handed it to her.

“Just a swimsuit and a scarf. I want to go to Louis Vuitton.”

“Come on Nariah.” I groaned.

“Don’t be groaning like I’m inconveniencing you. If memory serves me correct you said we could go anywhere I wanted to go.”

“That was before.” I started but stopped when she turned around with her eyes narrowed into slits. “You got it Nari.” I held my hands up and took a step back. “Byron, let the driver know he can pull around. Nari wanna head to Louis.”

“Weak ass.” He mumbled before shaking his head and walking off.

When Nari cashed out, she tried to hand me back my card, but I told her to keep it. Shit she was gone need that muthafucka in a few minutes so she might as well keep it. After grabbing her bags from the cashier, we left the mall.

Nari just ain’t know I was gone let her run wild in Louis Vuitton while I found something to eat. I wasn’t ‘bout to deal with her ass and them shitty ass mood swings. I had to perform tonight and needed to have a clear mind in order to do so.