𝖫 𝖤 𝖬 • 𝖮 • 𝖭 𝖠 𝖣 𝖤

XVIII: 1+1

wel·come:

"every mouth you've ever kissed was just practice all the bodies you've ever undressed and ploughed into were preparing you for me. i don't mind tasting them in the memory of your mouth
they were a long hallway
a door half open
a single suit case still on the conveyor belt
was it a long journey?
did it take you long to find me?
you're here now,
welcome home."

_ _ _

"You know I barely see you." Was the first thing Symphani said as she entered Tayla's office seeing her sitting at her desk going through paperwork. She was working on two things at once. Something for the label and something for a fashion show coming up overseas.

She had just been put on as another creative director for Louis Vuitton and was currently going through the new pieces that was sent to her. Surprisingly, she's been balancing this work life perfectly fine.

"Life been busy lately." She shrugged not looking up still indulged in her work.

"Clearly. You left that day and now you show up here every other business day, is everything okay?"

"Everything's good like actually and I'm not even joking." Tayla chuckled looking at Symphani who raised an eyebrow wondering what changed in the matter of a month.

"Really? Like work wise or.... relationship wise?" She asked referring to Xavier making Tayla chuckle because she hasn't spoken to that man in a month now even with reaching out.

"Both, I guess." She smiled at her friend who took a seat down in front of the desk wanting to know more.

"Tell me more."

"Mm," Tayla twisted her lips already knowing the reaction her friend would say if she told her the details about her mending her relationship with her ex husband.

Let alone fucking him in Vegas.

"I highly doubt you'd want to know, Sy."

"Tay-"

"No if I tell you, you gotta promise me not to get pissed off like forreal because I don't want to hear it." Not making any promises internally, Symphani nodded her head making Tayla sigh and set her pen down, leaning forward and a small smile lit up her face.

"Chris gave me a half the label," She spoke and her best friend just stared at her waiting to see when Tayla says sike. Symphani just continued to stare at her as Tayla raised an eyebrow waiting for a reaction. "Girl, say something."

"I'm just waiting for you to say sike."

"I'm not joking," Tayla chuckled in disbelief and Symphani scoffed.

"Okay, Tayla. So I'm supposed to believe that you and him are willingly spending extra quality time together on a record label after you went what, five months hating him?"

"Damn, was you not just rooting for me to get the label? Good thing I didn't tell you about me fucking him when we was in Vegas-"

"What?!" Symphani slightly shouted making Tayla curse under her breath that she snitched on herself. She was holding off on telling her friend about that night for the longest knowing how she felt about her ex husband. "You fucked him that night? What about Xavier?"