Chapter 11: All We Do

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Harlow wanted to head to the elevators, but something told her to walk towards the guys' office. She saw an older Black woman sitting in the front closing up. "Boys it's time to go. Mama's getting tired." She spoke into her phone causing Harlow to chuckle. "Well, hello there sweetness. How are you?" Harlow greeted her back and soon the two struck up a banter as if they were old friends.

"Who are you talking to Mrs. Clara?" Wes asked before seeing Harlow and smiling widely. "Hey," he said breathily. "Hey." She responded with a matching smile. Mrs. Clara looked between the two and gave her own smile. "Harlow," Val said surprised. "What are you doing here?" She shrugged her shoulders. "I don't know, honestly. I just felt like I needed to see you guys before heading home." Val smiled at that causing Mrs. Clara to look between him and Harlow.

"We get to walk two gorgeous women to their cars tonight. Fellas, I think we've hit the jackpot." Damien said with a smile on his face as he looked at Harlow and Mrs. Clara thought she might fall out. This was Damien. Her Damien who never smiled with teeth, but gave her small subtle smirks at most. There was something about this Harlow woman and it was obvious. She could sense much light from her, but there was a subtle darkness that wasn't overwhelming yet powerful. Mrs. Clara was grateful that as a fairy she was able to see the auras of people and judge them accordingly.

Harlow was the type of woman she wanted for her boys, especially Val. She was so sick and tired of that whore Lydia and hoped this meant that Val would drop her like a sack of potatoes. They made their way into the elevator and Harlow and Mrs. Clara talked like new best friends. Mrs. Clara had promised to bring Harlow some of her award-winning muffins later that week, while Harlow stated they'd go to lunch just them two Friday afternoon. Val, Damien and Wes couldn't help but light up as they listened and watched their two favorite women get along so naturally.

They dropped Mrs. Clara off at her car before walking Harlow to hers. "We want to take you out on a date tonight, dove." Harlow looked at Damien with a wide smile. "Really?" They all nodded. "Follow us, okay?" She nodded as she got into her car and followed the Black Range Rover. Her mind was all a buzz. "A date. I'm going on a date with three stupidly handsome men. What is life?" Harlow asked herself giddily. 'Life is good and it's only going to get better the sooner you let those men fuck the shit out of us.' Harlow groaned as she turned onto the highway.

She knew people had conversations with their inner voice and self, but this wasn't it. Ever since she could remember it was like there were two people living in her head and they only grew louder and more opinionated with time. They often fought one another and it sometimes drained her. The voice that often told her to do bad, hoodrat things she dubbed her devil. Then there was the sweet voice that wanted all things to be copasetic. That was who she dubbed her angel. Harlow knew it was all her speaking, but it oftentimes didn't feel like it.

Harlow thought back to what Calypso said at lunch and planned on doing it. She was going to kiss the guys as soon as they got home and hoped her nerves would not get the best of her. She just couldn't see herself kissing all three of them. "Do I do it back-to-back? Do I wait until their in their rooms and sneak in that way for some privacy? Ugh!" She exclaimed as they exited the highway. 'Don't over think it, doll. Go with the mood and how you're feeling and just trust yourself.' Harlow smiled as she listened to her angel.

They pulled up to a restaurant called Papa Mama's. It wasn't fancy looking, which Harlow appreciated. She parked next to them and watched as Val walked over to her to open her door. "Thank you." She smiled at him as she got out. "You three are not doing anything to help in my weight loss endeavors." Harlow said as they sat inside the family-owned pizza parlor. "You don't need to lose a single pound," Wes said sternly and Harlow couldn't help but chuckle.

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