Bedroom Boom

Chapter 19

Telay sat in their salon, getting her hair done by Tiny, one of the stylists Taste had hired. Pepsi was standing across from her, doing another woman's head as they all gave each other updates.

"I really like him." Pepsi said, referring to Teflon. The women nodded as they listened. "I aint even been fucking with nobody else since I started fucking with him. He got everything I need. And he aint no bug-a-boo!" They all joined her in a laugh. "I'm trying to get him to settle down, but he so wrapped up with his money I know he ain't going to slow down."

"I don't see why not. Taste swimming in the money and you see I got him wrapped around my finger. Once Tef make enough money he'll be willing to slow down. Trust me." Telay said confidently. She smiled at all the extra women who had joined the conversation. She was proud to be Taste's girl and she believed every woman there was in some way jealous of her, especially one in particular who had been giving her dirty looks for the past ten minutes.

"I aint no one-man woman. I don't want no man all up my ass asking questions and shit." Tiny added while putting curls in Telay's hair.

"Girl please, I see how you be looking at them niggas at the clubs. You definitely trying to find someone to wife you." Pepsi replied.

Telay busted out laughing, knowing that Tiny desperately wanted a man to call her own.

"I don't know why you laughing. Taste got your ass on lock." Tiny said, lite-way embarrassed.

Telay smiled brightly as she responded. "You're right. He got me on lock, but it's mutual. You better believe I got that nigga on lock too."

"Not really." The woman who had been giving Telay dirty looks said proudly.

Tiny, Pepsi and Telay all looked at each other confused, and then looked at the woman. She looked to be in her early thirties. Her skin was light and her hair was braided in blonde and black micros. The look on her face was definitely daring Telay to say something, and Telay was always one to meet a challenge.

"What you just say?" Telay asked, putting her hand up for Tiny to stop doing her hair.

"You heard me, I said not really. You making it like you got Taste on lock, but you don't. I know the real."

"Oh, really?" Telay said, stepping out of her chair. "What you know about my man that I don't know?"

"That's cute."

"What?"

"You calling him your man. You definitely his bitch, but he ain't your man."

"You must not know who the fuck I am."

"Telay, I know who you are. You don't know who I am."

"And who the fuck are you?"

"Oh, I'm Shawnie. I'm the bitch who Taste was fucking Thursday night." Shawnie said proudly.

Telay was embarrassed by Shawnie approaching her in her own shop. She had no idea Taste was cheating on her. She honestly believed that she was the only woman he was with. Shawnie had just crushed those dreams though, and Telay knew she wasn't lying because Taste was M.I.A on Thursday. She just couldn't believe Shawnie had the balls to approach her in her territory, but that's what a man like Taste did. He made his women crazy enough to do the unthinkable.