𝗧𝗵𝗲 𝗕𝗲𝗮𝗰𝗵 |𝗚𝗶𝘃𝗲𝗼𝗻&𝗚𝗲𝗼𝗿𝗴𝗶𝗮|

𝗖𝗵𝗮𝗽𝘁𝗲𝗿 𝟭𝟮

Jatavia'a POV

"So do you enjoy working here?" Julian asks, as we both sit to the far left of the small cafe. He'd stopped by again today. I'd seen him a few times before our small encounter yesterday.

"I mean it's better than working at a strip club. Maybe not money wise, but sanity wise yes." I reassured, making him chuckle as he slowly blows into his cup.

He takes a sip of his regular black coffee, before softly planting the cup on the table.

"How can you drink that without any sweetener?" I chuckle while scrunching up my face. His lips quirk up some, he begins tapping his fingers alongside the warm lid of his cup.

"I'm a model so I have to maintain my figure. Besides it's just better all around. I'm not a fan of sugar." He shrugs.

That's reasonable I guess.

"How is it?" I ask.

"How's what?"

"You know, modeling ?"

He takes a sip of his coffee, before getting up and pulling his chair next to me, then taking a seat.

"It's interesting. Why are you thinking about getting into the industry?" He questions, causing me to shake my head no a little too quickly.

No shade towards models, but having to eat certain things and cut out certain things to have a figure for every clothing is probably exhausting.

"It's not for me... plus modeling isn't made for black woman."

I can tell he got a bit uncomfortable once I stated my opinion. I forget that I can't say certain things around people of his color, because then they'll take offense.

"What do you mean? There's a bunch of black Models." He says, making me shrug.

"Yeah but they only have them for one look and culture."

"Explain."

"Think about it.." I scoot up in my seat, and place my hands together on the table.

"They always have the black model in only an Afro or no hair at all. It's never a variety of styles like it is for white woman."

"Yeah I guess that's true." He frowns.

"But you can change that." His face brightens up like a child's at a candy store. He was so cute without even trying, which is why I'm so confused on why he's even speaking with me.

"Nah modeling isn't for me." I say, giving him my best smile before getting up and pushing in my chairs.

"Art is more of my talent. Anyways I have to get back to work. It was nice speaking with you, come by more often." I shoot him a wink, causing his entire face to flush into more of a redder tone.

"I'll definitely consider." He smirks, before getting up and making his way out with his coffee in his left hand.

Short chapter !

I wanted to give some insight of both Jatavia and Julian. I won't show much of their story in this book, but I'll for sure give them their own story once the Giveon and Georgia series is over.