Trials and Tribulations (You/5H/Demi/Kehlani)

13.) Ciara

I seen Pearl roll her eyes at Candi's response making me hold back a snicker.

"Well Ms. With an I, I'm not really interested in a dance right now," I told her letting her down gently but not without my usual sass.

The orange haired girl frowned obviously not expecting any rejection. I don't know if she's never experienced it or if today just wasn't her day. If the first was true then she was no longer a rejection virgin cause I damn sure wasn't interested, and if her day was bad, it was about to get a hell of a lot worse if she kept coming at me.

It seemed as if she chose worse cause a smirk formed on her face as she leaned over placing her hands on the arm of the chair I was sitting in, "Come on, daddy. Let Candi dance for you. I promise I'll be sweet."

"Tramp," I heard the other stripper whisper and Ice laughing and shh-ing the girl.

I looked at Dearra to see if she could believe the boldness of this chick, and she back back drinking her Hurricane with Ken's arms around her interested in how I would handle this situation.

I pushed Candi away from me, "I'm not interested. I'm sure there's a bunch of other guys, girls, and theys who would love a dance from you, I'm just not one of them."

"But Daddy I-"

"Don't call me that. You're not my girl and therefore don't get that privilege. Try again."

"But baby-"

"Try again" it's not that I had a problem with being called baby, it's just something about this girl rubbed me the wrong way.

"But boo-"

"Hoo. Try again."

At this point, all of my friends was laughing at me and Ice was snorting like a damn cocaine addict. I noticed the light skin girl getting irritated and huffin and puffin like she was gon do something. Big bad wolf better calm her ass down cause I'm bigger and badder than whatever shit she could conjure up.

"Try using Ciara. That's my name."

She sent me a big ass smile as if it was some accomplishment little did she know that was some shit I came up with after hearing "Body Party" play while a girl was dancing on stage.

"But th-" Ken doll began almost blowing my cover until Dearra punched his ass in the stomach.

"Well Ciara, I can be your girl and call you Daddy all night long if your interested." She said running her fingers up and down my arm.

"I'll think about it. But we gotta head out. Pearl are you coming with?" I said getting up.

"Nah, I got like 2 more hours," I looked at my phone seeing it was 12:27 am.

"Da- I mean Ciara, you sure you can't stay a little longer. You haven't even let me dance for you yet."

"I'm Gucci."

I ain't trust this girl at all. Sure she was cute an all but the vibe wasn't there at all. I mean what stripper spends 15-30 minutes trying to get a person to take a dance from them.

Like damn I thought time was money, and with how much time she wasted on me, she lost a lot of money. Anyone who does that is wrong in the head in my book.

"Yeah Candi, Ciara has something to do," Dearra said unintentionally bumping into the stripper after tripping in her heels. She grabbed me to steady herself.

The woman in the gold outfit glared at Bonnie and gave a fake smile "watch your step."

"Watch your tone," my friend said before letting go of me and kissing my cheek just to anger the stripper.

Ken laughed at his girlfriend's pettiness, and we left Candi and her scowl at the club.