Page 131 of Only for Me

“Also, she wanted me to make sure you know there’s no commitment required. Regardless of whether or not you agree to be featured, you have unlimited access to the line. We’ll send whatever you like.” Addison grinned. “But if I were you, I wouldsay yes. It’s a limited opportunity that Kameron doesn’t offer freely. You’re one of few.” She winked.

“Thank you.” I glanced at the racks of clothes. “I’m definitely in.”

“Good to hear. I’ll let her know to send over the official documents for your review. Okay, well, that’s it for me. I’ll leave you to explore the collection, and again, you have my contact information. Please don’t hesitate to reach out. If anything doesn’t fit or it’s not your taste, just let me know.”

I laughed. “Do you really think I’m going to tell you I don’t like any of these pieces?”

She shrugged. “No, but you could. Enjoy.”

“Thanks again.”

She collected her team and they left while Tiana did a happy dance. “Girl, do you see this?”

“Yes I do.” I started examining the clothes and couldn’t stop smiling. There were dresses, casual and formal, jeans, tees, lounge clothes cute enough to wear out of the house along with swimsuits and coverups. Some were modest but some of them I wasn’t sure I was bold enough to wear. They literally thought of everything.

“Do you know how much that woman’s black label costs? A lot. Most of that stuff is handstitched and numbered as limited editions. They don’t carry it in stores.”

“I know and look how cute this is. They have matching fits for me and Avi.” I held up an olive green romper similar to an army field jacket. “This is so cute.”

“Ahh, my little baby is about to be flexing.”

“And her mother is about to stunt on them hoes.”

“Okay, Omiri. I see you lacing my girl. I fucks with it.”

“And is, boo.”

I walked back to the kitchen and grabbed my phone, sending him a text.

Me:

Omiri: Should I know what that means?

Me: My mouth and your dick later to show love.

Omiri: You got the clothes.

Me: Yep, I love them. Thank you.

Omiri: You’re welcome.

Omiri: I’ll see you when I get there.

Me: I’ll model for you.

Omiri: Nah, be naked.

Me:

“Y’all are nasty. I see them eggplants.”

“Stop being nosy and you won’t.”

“You got that. Now let me pick what I’m taking home with me.”

“Um, no.”

“You really going to deny me? Just ask them to send a replacement.”