Company

Chapter 8

Drake reached for the large white towel wrapping it around his waist as he stepped out the shower, making his way to the nightstand they were charging on he places  his thumb on the small circular button on the iPhone illuminating the screen and slid his thumb across it fumbling through his multiple text messages, all hell had seemed to break loose, women asking where he was and why didn't he text them upon finding out he was in town, if they'd see him while he was still in New York, some patronized him about his constant need for a new girlfriend every five months, demanding to know who the woman was he was with the night before, if she was the reason he'd gone so quiet on them. He mulled over all of the interrogating questions and went straight to friends, family, and business partners. answering the most important ones then completely closing the app, he opened his Instagram scrolling passed half-naked models, and latest sports posts, car designs, album art from other artists, and whatever else his personal friends had going on at the moment, pics from last night they had posted shoving proof of a good time. His notifications were limited considering how many he got within a five-minute span, it was full of grainy, distant photos of him and Tae from the night club last night, photos of his arm around her, him whispering in her ear, her smiling. Media sites wasted no time in putting the two in a relationship, there was already stories of the current visual director being his new obsession.

"Drake spotted out in NY with his new girlfriend..."

"Everything you need to know about rapper Drake's girlfriend..."

"Drake ends his tour partying in New York with a new bae!..."

Drake chuckled and shook his head at the man captions under several pics of him and Tae seen walking around, no matter what female he was pictured with the media put them together he used to it by now, he knew it would eventually run its course, he immediately closed out the app and opened his text messages again. Tae had been lingering around in his head since she left him, wondering how busy or if she even was busy at the moment.

"Thanks again for hanging out with me, Beautiful. Missing your presence already." He typed out in the box, including his pick of brightly colored heart emojis he was so known to use them sent it, he placed his phone on the nightstand and made his way over to his suitcase pulling clothing from it to get dressed.

A loud chime sounded from Tae's back pocket as she made her way through the door of her loft styled condo she yelled to her sister but there was no response, she pulled her phone from her back pocket to check the time, a 1 o'clock photoshoot she had to oversee was two hours away, she slid her finger across the screen and typed in her passcode. She hadn't cared to look at her phone on her way home only thinking about a shower and food but her eyes immediately widened as she opened and read text messages from nosey friends asking about her new link to Drake, her Instagram was filled with the same tagged photos of her and him from fans and media outlets, accusing the two of being a couple, TMZ and Media Takeout had already run the story earlier that morning about how cozy the two had been in the club and other sites had quickly picked it up. She sighed and tossed her straightened hair from one side of her head to other, visibly frustrated in whatever damage control she thought she'd have to do. She opened her text messages again quickly replying to those friends that this for sure wasn't the case, Drake's text being the newest one to arrive she couldn't help but smile as she read it, she laughed but frowned wondering just how many of these texts he's sent out before. "Thanks for the invite, lol you'll have my presence back around soon." She simply replies back

She had an hour to make it back into the city, her phone hadn't stopped lighting up due to the new accusations, it's was beyond annoying, to say the least, she frowned thinking harder this was what Drake dealt with every time he was spotted with the opposite sex, friends or not, ex's or not, the thought of this happening every time she was around a man made her head hurt. Tae made her way into the huge building, passing the receptionist and to the elevator making it to the 12th floor where she saw nothing but familiar faces, everyone standing in the lobby stopped what they were doing, looked at her, and smiled.