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"Remember back when we had nothing in between, before we had these issues, it's nothin' like it used to.." She sat, listening to her vocals crooning on the chorus of the duet for Babyface's record.
Courtney would be going off on her tour in only a short week and she want to finish the song she was lead vocalist on. The producer's Parvo and Kenneth accompanied her, bobbing their heads in liking of the unfinished record and the lyrics she penned herself.
The lyrics had her eyelids sealed, thinking about Troy and him admitting to cheating on her only a week ago. She genuinely wished it was that Simple to get over it and call him; but he hadn't even called her and he was the one that screwed up. Not an apology text, call, voicemail, or nothing. Courtney even found herself checking her phone every now and again to see if he attempted to reach out and stay coming up empty.
"Yeah I like that." The other voice entering pulled Courtney from thinking about Troy and over to De, bobbing to the song and slapping hands with Parvo and Kenneth. "Cocoa!"
Courtney went a few steps over to embrace the Grammy winning producer. "You don't think it's too much?"
"Hell nah; I fuck wit it." De stated as the song was paused, "I'm ready to hear it finished. I see Babyface got you on lead."
"We gon' let y'all wrap." Parvo said before he and Kenneth left out.
"Yeah. He's doing that for every female on the album; letting them lead." Courtney responded, sitting back on the couch with one leg underneath her and De followed suit sitting down.
"This can be Grammy worthy."
"Well, of course, it's Babyface."
The two share a light laugh.
"You might be proud of me.." she started, "I reached out to Valero's dad; well his assistant at his office."
"Okay!" De clapped shortly. "That's grown woman right there."
"Yeah but he hasn't reached back out yet. I done that yesterday."
"Don't trip onnat, he will." De believed since he did have his own relationship with Adonis.
"Y'all coo right?"
"I used to cut his hair before I got deep into this music shit. I used to after too for a li'l bit. He shot me a text the night I won the Grammy. We don't just talk everyday though."
Courtney simply nodded. "Well I reached out."
"That's good doe. You ain't gotta do allat alone."
