[De] Attachment (A PartyNextDoor Story)

.04

~~ Nakita T. Ncube ~~
Friday November 8th 2013
Toronto, Canada.

"Come in" I hear a knock at my door as I'm gathering my files for my meeting in five.

"Hey" I look up to see Jahron standing at the door holding a gift bag in his hands.

"What is it?" I say.

"I finished the song thanks to you" I stayed up three nights ago after he sent over the file. I balanced out the hook to Drake's part since he couldn't do it. All he had to do was fine tune the song after that.

"You're welcome" I say. I grab my work phone off the table.

"I got you this for the help" he waves the gift bag around.

"I don't want it"

"Come on it's the least I could do"

"It's not that deep"

"You told me you would sue me if I credited you on the song. That doesn't make sense" he waves his arms about.

"Okay fine pass it here" I say. He walks over to me and hands me the bag.

"I thought you were gonna hate me less" he says as I open the bag.

"What?"

"You're more hostile"

"Oh it's not you. I had to have a dinner with a bunch of people I barely like last night" my mother got so mad that I didn't come on Sunday. But it was my birthday and I didn't wanna see her or Tam's face.

"So you do hate me less?" I grab the Swarovski oblong box from inside the bag. I put the bag down before opening the box. I gasp as I gaze upon the gold tennis bracelet. It has to be at least seven carats.

"I can't take this" I say looking at it.

"It's yours already."

"Nigga this is expensive and just for a song?"

"A song that's finna make me a lot of money that you probably won't let me give you either and I don't have to give you because you aren't credited-"

"Leave the credited thing alone"

"It's yours, here let me put it on" he says. I pass him the box and he takes it out. He places it on my wrist gently.

I look up at him and the look of concentration makes him really rather attractive.

He looks up from my wrist and we make eye contact. I don't look away and neither does him. The door opens and I clear my throat, finally breaking eye contact.

"I've got the rest of the numbers for leg 2. You can head over now to the board room" Dawn says walking in. I move around Jahron and walk to the door. She hands me the sheets.