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𝙳𝚒𝚊𝚗𝚗𝚊𝙱𝚊𝚗𝚔𝚜 "Girl you're gonna turn heads." My hairstylist Jemma said as I recorded a video of myself after taking a few selfies. "What's the occasion?"
"You know I never need an occasion to let you get in my head." I told her as I stopped recording and paid her.
"True but wait a minute...you've never paid me this much before.What—"
"I can take it back." I said and she quickly stuffed it into her bra. "Besides it's not mine. My man's paying for it. Can you believe that? It's his birthday today but he gave me some money to spoil myself. Crazy huh?"
"Hell, do he got a brother?" Jemma placed her hand on her hip.
"He has a friend." I stood, going to Instagram and posting the string of photos I'd just taken. Jemma continued rambling on as I did it.
"Well does the friend spend money? If so put me down. I don't give a damn what he look like. I'll put a bag over his head and suck his—"
I burst out laughing but quickly covered my mouth, realizing that Dymond might've fallen back to sleep. I'd woken him up at the crack of dawn with a big breakfast in bed. He gave me some money to have my stylist come over to do my hair and that was the last time I'd seen him.
"Wait you are still with Kyaire right?" Jemma questioned as she started to gather her things.
"Hell no." I quickly said.
Jemma had been my hair stylist for years. I'd mentioned dating Kyaire to her but I'd never mentionedthat I'd met him while he was in prison. She was just one of those stylist that you talked to whenever you saw her. Not the kind you talked to on the phone and hung out with so she only knew bits and pieces of the relationship I had with him. People didn't know how to keep relationships just business with these folks these days though. They'd spill tea about every detail in their life and fall out and have their business aired out by that person.
"Girl what? Every time you mentioned your man whenever I was in your head I thought for sure that you were talking about him. I thought y'all were engaged. What happened?" Her eyes widened and she stopped moving around. If you asked me it looked like she'd stopped breathing just so she could hear better.
"It don't matter. She ain't with that nigga no more. Next subject." Dymond said. Jemma and I looked in his direction. He'd appeared out of nowhere.
"Mm." Jemma said seductively and I quickly whipped my head in her direction. "So you're the big tipper? Di done got herself a young tender with some motion. What's your name suga'?" She questioned.
