Her hips swayed as louboutins clacked against the hard wood floors of her studio. She bit her lip and gazed out the window . Cabs, people on bicycles and thousand of people walking the street of the big. Apple greeted her.
"So, lo we have to head out like now "
"Are you even listening? "
She jerked "Mhm "?.
Her assistant and long time friend cocked her head sideways and gqzed are get friend. "Okay, whats eating you? " she implored
"What? Oh No I'm fine, really "
"It just every since the wedding. ."
"I'm fine" she snapped. Irratation leaking.
"OK kira "
She hated that she being a bitch. But she just couldn't help it her emotions running rampart. She usually wasn't this mood but seeing a certain cinnamon eye man did the trick.
God! All this time she thought she was over him. Then baam! all these feeling slapped her in the face. It was making get crazy !
All the old feelings were distracting her and she couldn't afford to be distracted. She was launching her first collection this spring and everything had to be perfect she had so much to do she could and wouldn't harp on old feelings renewing in her.
"I'm sorry Cass, I'm just Moody and irrated I didn't mean to snap at you "
She smile "it's Okay, I understand "
"But you know that dress you designed for Carolina hitcoff? "
"Mhm " she typed on her MacBook and gazed at her assistant "please don't tell me something went wrong? "
" Yeah her kid spilled coffee over it and her Rep sent it to the dry cleaners it shrink two sizes! "
"Aw, he'll " Kira cursed she rubbed her forehead and muttered something along the lines of 'fucking supermodels ' .
"They're requesting assistance and everybody is all hands of deck for the fashion show "
She bit her lip and debated Carolina hitcoff was a Big leap in her career, being newly started and already designing for the A-list, she was majorly luck she took a chance on her . She couldnt let this client slip through her fingers.
"We can't send Juan, hes working in the pearl piece all week ."
"Then , I guess were going to La"
*
Sweat trickled fown his face gtom yhe hit la heat . His muscle stretching tight and he welcomed the feeling. He continued to run the path down beliw hus hollywood mansion .
He made it back to his home after a five and cursed. There was a big back Suv in his drive way which only meant his mama was here . He could always tell when she popped up the woman refused to drive her self for fear of airbags . He laughed to himself and made his way in .
"Theirs my baby " his mother the beauty. Her caramel skin her thick hair flowing down her back. He hugged her and kissed her cheek.
"How are you mom?"
She smoothed down her wrap dress and truly gazed at her son.
He looked ruff. His hair had over grown the curly pattern. And his stubble was quickly coming close to a full grown beard. His work out clothes wrinkle and his eyes blood shot,
'Sweetie, How many time have I told you hire a maid?" His ma complained.
"I don't want a maid I can take care of myself " Kale didn't like the idea of a maid cooking just dinners, ironing just sheet made him feel like he was paying for another mother.
"How about a nice girl then? Hmm. I kno-"
"No" Kale refused Before 'know' even came out her mouth. He was too shook up from the last time. A single mom recently divorced own a Bakeshop his mother visited frequently he agreed to take her out on one date to appease his mother but Jesus!. The woman was crazier than a nut in an asylum. Kale was never the type to disrespect a lady just mother raised him with morals, to be a gentleman. But the woman wouldn't get he just wasn't interested.
"Kale! "
"What? Ma. I gotta go " He zoomed past the the woman giving him the look that said 'when I get my hands on you. Collapsing on top of his bed he blew out a puff of air and just laid in his bed. Thoughts drifting to a beautiful chocolate haired woman with eyes like coco. Since he saw her at the wedding his mind wouldn't go hay-wire.
Every little thing would make him think of her . Like now it was pouring down raining and his thoughts drifted to the time him kira fought about his ex, then made up in the shower together till they were both prunes.
He didn't even know Why she consumed his every thought. She made it clear to him that she choose her career over love - him.
Loud ringing brought him out of his bitter flashback. "Hello? Evelyn.. No I haven't been avoiding you. Of course I didn't put you on the No call list "
"Well it sure looks that way" he snapped his eyes to the door Where he saw his PR hands on her hip frowning.
"You can't just bail on these awards kale. I don't understand Why you don't want to go you should be honored." she strutted in front of the room and stopped in front of him.
"I don't like dressing up prancing around like a highschooler going to prom! "He whined.
"Prom! It's the Epsy! " She had an incredulous look on her face.
"So".
"So your are being presented with MVP if the year the colts are naming a fundraiser after you,.don't go for you but for you but the kids."
"Oh! The kids did you mean the kids I raised thousands of dollars for, feed , clothed and brought fresh water for in kenya. Those kids ? While the everyone who didnt hive a damn about those kids took credit ." he snapped.
That shut her up." Forget it" he said with an air of finality .
"Ok, I cant make you bu- hello ? One second kale" he rolled his eyes and wished for just a few moments of quietness. "Caroline , slow down! Stop crying will get kira down here shell fix it okay ? I'll handle it " Evenlyn barked looking every bit the PR she was .
"Kira?" Kales ears perked up at the metion of her name . "Yeah "
"You know kira ? " he questioned
"Kira J , ofcourse she dresses a few if the people I handle"
"And she's coming here to La ?" He pointed to the ground his mind processing information quickly .
"Hmm. To the Epsy, but look I'll tell them you wont be attending this year but your still praying for the children. " Evelyn made a pass to leave but kale rose of his sitting position on the bed and walked her to the door thinking quick on his feet. "On second thought I'll go."
