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Things had been going good for the past twenty-four hours with Poetic and me. We had a lovely dinner movie night, and the sex was amazing. Then this morning I tried to wake him up with some head and he went crazy on me, and I was in shock from the way he talked to me. Everything was always hot and cold with him, and I just didn’t know how to take him at times. I decided to go into the studio to take some pictures since it was almost spring and I needed to get some new pictures to some magazines for spring and summer, it was almost swimsuit time and I wanted to be in any new swimsuit edition magazine. So today we were doing some spring shoots and then when I came back, we would be doing the swim wear.

“Hey Kayla! What’s up ma.” Tony my photographer asked.

“Hello, Tony, are you ready?”

“I’m always ready for you.” He smiled showing off them pretty ass teeth. Tony always liked me, but I never mixed business with pleasure. I never wanted it to get messy. Plus, I had my mind on trying to make Poetic see me in a different light. I smiled back at Tony then went to change my clothes to get ready for this shoot. Once I was done changing my clothes I decided to send Poetic a text.

Me:

Hello, I hope you have a good day.

Poetic:

Hey, thank you and you do the same.

He didn’t apologize but I’ll take it. I made my way back in the room where Tony was at to get ready for this photo shoot.

“Did you get the pictures I sent the other day?” I asked.

“Yeah, come on and let’s kill this shoot.” He said while getting his lights and camera prepared. I just stared at him while he got everything situated. One thing about Tony was he did his thing from private photo shoots, to weddings, parties anything you needed him for. We actually started working together straight out of school and we’ve been working ever since. He was a cool guy like I said, I just didn’t mix business with pleasure. I got in to place so Tony and I could make magic like always.

A few hours later we were finished and ready to head out.

“When you gone be ready to start the swimwear shoot?”

“I was thinking about me and Poetic doing some shots together so let me get back to you on that one.” He chuckled while shaking his head.

“What’s so funny,” I asked.

“You and that cat acting like y’all got something going on. I wish you know your worth and find someone that really wants to be with you. You’re so beautiful and worth somebody giving you the world. You too good to be someone’s project.” Tony had never talked to me like this before. I guess this was something he needed to get off his chest.

“Whatever me and Poetic got going on is between us and if you can’t keep it professional when you’re talking to me, we don’t have to do business anymore.” I said while heading out the door without even saying another word.

I was pissed at what he said, and I knew if we kept going back and forth it wouldn’t have ended well and the last thing I wanted to do was mess up our friendship and business relationship. Once I made it to my car and hopped in, I sat for a second and I wasn’t even going to lie, I was so in my feelings I needed to head out tonight. I needed some me time, which consisted of me getting dolled up and going out for some dancing and plenty of liquor. I just wanted to enjoy my night and erase everything that happened today that put me in a bad space. I was ready for life to be uncomplicated and maybe Tony was right, but at the same time, I had feelings for Poetic and I wasn’t sure if I could walk away from him.

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I don’t even know how I got in the house I just know, I had been walking back and forth from the living room to the kitchen giggling. I was feeling great and had a time tonight, all I wanted was to forget about how my last twenty-four hours went, and I did just that. I was torn up off the Don Julio. I had called my friend Shelly up and I swear my girl always understands the assignment.

“Are you good?” Poetic’s voice could be heard from behind me. I looked at him and smiled and walked over to him. I looked in his eyes and saw so much hurt, but at this very moment, I wanted to make him feel good. So, I kissed his lips aggressively causing him to pull back.

“What’s wrong, I only want to make you feel good? Are you gone let me make you feel good?” I said, while slipping my hand down his pajama pants.

“Chill out Kayla, I’m good ma.”

“Why won’t you just let me take care of you?”

“I said I’m good Kayla. DAMN!” He yelled while pushing me and causing me to fall to the floor.

“Don’t nobody want no drunk ass pussy. Now go to the guest room, clean ya self-up, and take ya drunk ass to bed.” He snapped while leaving my drunk ass sitting on the floor. I was so sad again I didn’t even get up I curled up on the floor and laid my drunk ass there in tears. I didn’t even care if I fell asleep there or not. I was in my feelings and I wasn’t moving a damn place.