Island Girl (Chris Brown)

COME CORRECT

Chris P.O.V.

I know I'm trying to be a better man, but FUCK. Amari already got me feeling some type of way. The way she carried herself in the meeting, and how professional she was. Even the confidence she had didn't falter until I gave back the portfolio, honestly I froze because I was so shocked.

Some of the people I saw in the portfolio were some A-list people I've either worked with or seen at events. That alone proved she's made a name for herself. I wanted to assure her that her work is nothing but exceptional.

"You're really fucking talented, don't doubt your talent. Sometimes I question whether my music is good or not but my fans always hype me up. I know there are people hyping your work up and I'm going to be your biggest fan." I explained.

I didn't even noticed that my other hand was on her waist, but my dick did. The way that dress was hugging her ass. I swear this girl will be the death of me. I want slip the dress off to lick all over that chocolate skin.

"Thank you Chris." She said as she removed herself from my embrace. Amari went to the other side of the desk again and looked for some documents. "I need you to sign these forms and then we can pick a date to begin."

She laid out the documents for me to sign and a planner to select a date. "I'm available starting next week on the days that are highlighted blue. Your team can email me the times that you would like to come in. I will give you my personal numbers in case I need to contact you about some of the looks or I need your creative direction. I know you would like to be hands on with the process." She explained.

As I signed the paper, I saw her staring at me from the corner of my eyes. I can't be the only one that felt our connection. I don't believe in love at first sight but I believe I want to get to know Amari. "Here you go lil mama, I guess we're all done then." I said

She put away the papers and then stood up from the desk to walk me to the door. "I'll walk with you to the parking garage, I'm leaving for the day as well." She stated. I followed her to the garage since I wasn't that familiar with the building. "I'm honestly excited to be working with you Christopher." She said.

I looked down at her grinning. "You're using my government name now Amari?" I questioned. She just grinned back. I didn't notice but our shoulders kept rubbing as we walked. Finally we made it to the parking garage. "I'll walk you to your car. My mom raised me properly." I said as I continued to follow her.

"You just want to continue looking at my ass. I know it's popping in this dress." She said boldly. I was in shock because I didn't expect her to notice nor comment on it. I officially like her.

"I know we supposed to be business partners but let me take you out sometimes Amari." I pretty much begged as she unlocked her Dodge Challenger Demon. This girl never ceases to surprise me, whipping a muscle car like that.

"I'll let you take me out if you prove to me how much you want it Chris. I'm not like any other girl, I know my worth, and I worked my ass off for what I got. You got to come correct or don't come at all." She said as she settled in her car and started it. When she closed the door she rolled down the window and said, "See you next week Breezy."

I stood there as I watched the white challenger disappear. "Damn I'm going to marry that girl."