Beyoncé's POV
Walmart
July 4"If I buy you candy, your mom's will kill me."
"Please, BeyBey." They both begged.
"Go pick one piece of candy each. Go." They both ran further into the aisle and argued over which pieces to get.
I was pushing the cart right behind them. I reached over to grab some cereal and was met by another hand.
"Oh, I'm so sorry." The lady apologised.
"No, you have it." I flirted.
"Charming." She faced me with the box in her hand. She read my face before smiling again. "I'm Milan."
"I'm Beyoncé." I responded.
"You're fine." She flirted with her lip trapped between her teeth.
I leaned forward on my cart. "I get that a lot."
She kept smiling before she took her phone from her pocket. She typed her code in before passing it to me, in her contacts.
I graciously took the device and typed my number in. Not my real number, the number to my second phone.
"I'll call."
"I'll answer." Her hips switched as she walked away. It was a nice sight. She had a nice ass. It wasn't as nice as Onika's but it was still nice.
Soon enough, the kids ran back with their candy and threw it in the cart. They both went to different sides of the cart and held onto it as we went around the store getting necessary stuff.
I was throwing the Fourth of July party as always. My house was the biggest and it was convenient.
"Who was that lady?" Titan asked as we approached the cashier.
"Yeah, who was she?" Zamora added.
"Nobody." I responded.
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Onika was slaving away in the kitchen with Destiny and Solange. This was the most I'd seen them help in the kitchen in 6 years.
"Smells good." I complimented as the aromas of fried rice filled my nostrils.
"I'm getting some practice in. All this food I'm cooking is for me to send photos to the agency." Onika explained.
"I'll pay you for your work today." I winked and she tried to ignore me. She pressed her lips into a line as she looked my way.
"Leave, Bey. You're being annoying." Solange spoke whilst making a salad.
"This is my house?" My voice went up a few octaves.
"Tough." Destiny backed Solange up. "Shoo."
"I'm leaving because I want to. Bye, Nicki. Fuck you two." I gave two middle fingers to Solange and Destiny.
I headed to the sitting room where my mama and her sisters were talking.
"Oh, is that our little HoneyBey?" Aunt Angela embraced me.
"Hi, Titi." I hugged and went around hugging the other two.
"Who's that little lady in your kitchen with Solange and Destiny?" Aunt Beatrice asked.
"She's one of my friends." I tried not to laugh at the comment about her being small.
"She's very beautiful. Where is she from?"
I shrugged.
"You don't know? Oh." Aunt Phoebe commented.
"No, not yet. We don't really talk about details like that."

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