Book 2: What Happens Here - Chicago (What Happens Here Series)

Chapter 54 - Cantrell

Cantrell's flight landed in New York around 2:30pm, and as promised, her cousins, best friends and her two "ride or dies", Keysha and Bridgette were waiting for her when she stepped through the sliding glass doors that led outside for flight arrivals. Keysha and Brigette were sisters, and although they were two years apart in age, they were very close, and even shared an apartment together. At seeing Cantrell's arrival, they both squealed the childhood nickname that she had been given by her older brother, Damien, right before they raced her way. "Bitsey!"

Cantrell hated that damn name, because he had given it to her because unlike the 6 foot giants that she had grown up with, all five of her older brothers were at least 6 feet tall, or taller. The only other person in the damn house that was close to her height was her mom. Shit, even the family dog, Magnus, their Mastiff, was taller than her. But truth be told, Magnus was her dog at the end of the day. Smiling at that thought, Cantrell's smile widened as her cousins embraced her.

"Girl! I'm so glad you're finally here! We are going to par-tay tonight!" Laughing at her cousin Keysha's enthusiasm, Cantrell said, "I can't wait, because these past couple of weeks have been busy as hell at work. I definitely need some fun in my life right now." Gripping Cantrell's bag, and placing it over her own shoulder, Bridgette said, "Well, we are definitely going to have some fun tonight. I got us a table at Little Sisters, so we are all set for tonight. We just need to make sure that we are there around 11:15pm so that the bouncer can have enough time to admire all my sexiness." Laughing as she shook her head, Keysha said, "Girl...that man is going to be too busy doing his job of keeping everyone outside of the damn club, to pay you any attention." Frowning, Cantrell closed the passenger side door, and clicked her seatbelt into place before she turned to Keysha and said, "What do you mean?" Clicking her seatbelt into place as well, before she pulled away from the curb, and merged into the departing airport traffic, Keysha said, "Little Sisters is known for being hard as hell to get into, because they seem to only allow a certain type inside. The bouncer that Bridgette is referring to is a big buff, white dude that has a reputation of keeping more people out, than he allows to come in." Sucking her teeth, Bridgette laughed as she said, "Key...the last time that we went, he was checking me out. He even winked at me!" Laughing, Keysha said, "Um...no...I think that was more of a nervous twitch, than anything else!" Laughing, Cantrell said, "If this club is that hard to get into, how in the world did you guys manage to get a table?" Smiling, Keysha said, "Unlike Miss Brigette back there, I definitely have a connection at the club. One of the bartenders has a crush on me, and when I tell you that man is fine as hell....I am not lying." When Bridgette said, "Yeah, true that! Tony is definitely sexy as hell." Laughing, Cantrell said, "Okay you guys. Well, I can't wait to see this bouncer and this sexy as hell bartender tonight."

A few hours later, they were relaxing at her cousin's West 57th street apartment in Manhattan. Her cousin's shared their apartment, and based on not just the location, but the amenities that it offered, they were paying a pretty penny each month for it. Although the extreme monthly expense was not an issue for them, with Keysha being a Veterinarian and Bridgette being a model for the Wilhelmina modeling agency, Cantrell had no doubts that the two could handle the crazy monthly rental fees that NYC was known for. Cantrell liked NYC, but there was no way in hell that she would ever consider living there. She loved her apartment in Miami, which had all of the amenities that she needed, such as two bedrooms and two baths, which allowed her to use one of the bedrooms as an office, and mini gym. Not to mention that she was near the pier, so she had a great view of the water, which she loved.

"Okay Bitsey, what do you think about this one?" Dragging her attention back to her cousin Keysha, Cantrell smiled as her cousin stood in front of the full length mirror in her bedroom modeling a mid-thigh, black sequin romper and three-inch black sandals with thin leather straps that wrapped up her tone calf, to just below her knees. The outfit looked incredible on her, and was very sexy. Keysha was a bit curvier than her younger sister, and although she had absolutely no interest in becoming a model, with her light brown complexion, light gray eyes, and shoulder length hair, she would have no issues securing a modeling contract of her own. Nodding her approval, Cantrell smiled as she said, "Yes. Definitely that one!" Nodding in agreement, Bridgette rolled over on to her stomach on Keysha's bed, before she laid down the Cosmopolitan magazine that she had been flipping through, as she said, "Definitely." Sitting up, and throwing her long, lean legs over the edge of Keysha's bed, where she had been lying next to Cantrell as her sister had modeled various outfits for her 26th birthday celebration that night, Bridgette walked out of the room. A moment later, Cantrell's attention was drawn to the doorway as her cousin walked in carrying a bottle of Syrah and three wine glasses. Hearing the clinking of the glass, had Keysha turning as well, and a huge smile crossed her face as she said, "Dang Bridge...you're bringing out the good stuff for tonight, huh?" Smiling, Bridgette said, "Anything for my big sis. Besides, it's not every day that you turn 26! We're going to party it up tonight girl, and this is just a start!"