Let the church say Amen.

28.

What happens in Vegas, probably should stay in Vegas.

Kierra Valencia Sheard:

"Loverrr" I hear Erica call out to me as I sat in the office editing a couple of pages.

"In here"

I hear the sounds of her feet dragging coming closer. She came to sight in her cargo shorts , flip flops and a baggy shirt.

"I just got an email" she says to me

"Erica no, I'm not going" I say to her.

"Kierra" she calls out my name as if that'll make me change my mind.

"Baby it's... we can make appearances after our wedding" I say.

"I don't care about the wedding Kierra, I care about you... about us." She says

"What can I do to convince you to go?"

"Absolutely nothing. " I say to her

"Oh so you really don't want to be seen with me? It's that bad? Mh" she trails,

The woman turns back, she walks out of the office and I look at her as she did... then I sigh , why does she got to be so manipulative about things.

Or was I the one being dramatic about this?

I get up from the chair, so I can follow her,
"Baby" I call out to her.

"I don't know who you calling when you don't want to be seen with me in public" she says causing me to roll my eyes.

"Poker" I say to her,

She stops her tracks, and she looks back at me confused,

"If we're going to Vegas, I'm gambling" I say to her

She looks at me with a mixture of lighting up and confusion, "poker?" She says raising an eyebrow and I nod my head yes.

Erica then excitedly ran to get her laptop so she can reserve our seats letting the production people know of our attendance.

Erica had a BET nomination, I was proud her and it was a great thing obviously but the problem was that she'd been asking me to be her plus one, her date... we'll be going as a couple

Me and her.

Us together.

As lovers...

It was weird, it was different and I didn't want to do it, I'd been declining for two weeks now and she got an email from them wanting to confirm if she'll make it

I folded obviously. Maybe it was time to push myself, my anxiety mainly fell on the fact that we weren't married yet that maybe people will talk about that.

But hey, atleast it ain't the Stellar Awards.

But it still was media nonetheless, so now we had to prepare outfits, trips... hell I have a job now where I'm paid by a boss and all so I hope it's on a friday and all.

It's not like I need the job though, eleven-60 does well, my music still puts in some checks and I already had money I have saved, a girl can relax but I don't want to.

The job actually isn't that bad and I kind of enjoy it, especially when I'm home. It's like a new thing feeling and I was still getting used to it.

Las Vegas night came, I wore something that can't explain... it was a top built a little like a corset on the bottom and it hugged my boobs right at the top with net-sleeves really that covered my entire chest.