"And Draya, Dollicia ... The rest of them?" Drake asked as his back was turned to her. Tae sat quiet again unsure of what he was really asking, what he really wanted to know that she hadn't already confessed about.
"They were a 'at that moment' thin...
"Business!? You wanna talk business eh? Ok? We'll talk Business... Businesses wise you two are great. You bring in the views, yea you do, you two bring in numbers that Beyoncé and Jay-Z would. People want to see you two. They want to see what you two talk about, they want to know the ins and outs of the on again off agin bullshit that circles around Drake and Rihanna. There, that's what you wanted to know, yet you knew it already!" Chubbs said sitting across from Drake. It wasn't so much as a conversation as it was Chubbs talking 'at' Drake like he usually did when he felt him falling off track.
He shook his head then ran his hand ran down the grain of his hair. "And..." Drake said nudging for Chubbs to continue.
"Really Aubrey!?... iigh you two suck in a relationship and you know it, yet you put yourself through it every two three years, just praying to yourself that maybe... just maybe this year it will be different, maybe this time around it will go differently. You talk yourself into the it gets better with time bullshit. You're better apart! You screw over the one you're with in the process to keep another woman that you know won't give her all to you, a woman that is living her life as she pleases and is not looking to settle down or change that and YOU KNOW IT! A woman that is putting her career first just as you do! A woman that connects with you every other year because she knows the fans will eat up every single story and picture that you two posses." Chubbs laid into Drake as he's done many times before. His attitude towards Rihanna had yet to change, Chubbs was never a fan of her and never would be, he never denied her talent to entertain and he always respected her business moves, but did deny the bullshit "hit you up when I need a favor" that she was currently doing at the moment. "How long you think this is going to last eh? Every time you get serious with another women she magically appears. How long it's going to last this time a couple weeks? Couple mouths before you're texting Tae trying to have dinner with her to ask for forgiveness!? You live in rotating door bro, just a constant circle with this woman eh." Chubbs said stopping to take a sip of his Hennessy. He leaned back in his chair and looked at the tv getting the highlights of the game.
Drake sighed and did the same, he remained quiet sipping on the brown liquor and keeping his attention on the tv. He remained quiet under the dim lighting of the restaurant taking in the smells of perfectly cooked food and the muffled voices outside the private room, he thought hard on the words Chubbs had spat at him from across the table. "I just need Tae to understand this is business." He finally said looking down in the short clear glass his hand moved causing the warm brown liquor to swirl around the walls of the glass.
Chubbs shook his head and chuckled. "You're sick man, sick eh, you can do business without disrespecting the woman that's sticking around for you, that's not going to vanish when she's done promoting an album!" He said through his Canadian accent.
"It's just promotion. It's music, nothing further than that." Drake said, he was convinced he could do this, promoting music with his ex-girlfriend while his current girlfriend watched and cheered him on. He finally placed the glass back on the table.
"Let me ask you something, if Tae was offered to do business with any of her ex's would you be upset? Would you be upset seeing her enjoying the company of let's say Erica... and before you answer this... Erica is very much bad enough to get Tae back, I'm sure they are still very good friends till this day." Chubbs said eyeing Drake. "I'm sure Tae is still very much friends with all those bad tings from strip clubs just like you're still friends with flings. You don't think she's very well aware of who she's dating right now!? You don't think she's aware of who you are and how you've propelled yourself through the industry!? Now tell me would that bother you?" Chubbs asked again, he slightly smiled knowing that Drake wouldn't be able to lie or even smooth talk his way out of this question and judging by the frustration on his face the deep thinking Drake was currently doing Chubbs had him.
"No. Male or female. I don't want to see it." He finally said.
"Well then." Chubbs said leaning back in his chair again.
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Tae's need for childhood friends to be around her was finally fulfilled. Just like Drake crew, that's who she officially surrounded herself with, girlfriends that knew her before she was modeling and dating superstars the friends that wished her nothing but wellness and good health. Jazmine was now of the past, a person that she would never dig up from the dead, a person that vanished from her vocabulary and thoughts.
Her flight from Toronto back to LA was full of much needed sleep that she took no time in taking advantage of. She had left Drake to his work, his peace, letting him do what he did best, at this point it was what everyone called the 'Home Stretch' when there was only two, three songs left to record, when 40 would soon be mixing and mastering, when Drake turned his studio into a bedroom, the minute she saw 40 carrying bags of comforters, and air mattresses from Bed, Bath, and Beyond she knew she wouldn't be seeing Drake for a few days maybe even weeks.
"You sure you not going to get in trouble for wearing that dress!?" Shod asked googling at her cleavage.
"What's wrong with it!?" Tae asked looking at herself in the mirror she smoothed down the front of it turning left and right checking her angles.
"Bitch, you got more side boob than a pregnant woman in her third trimester!" Shod yelled as he walked up pulling at the side of her dress to cover her boobs.
"Stooooop!" Tae whined hitting at his hand. "You gone rip it! You just jealous, my titties is popping." She teased pressing them together and sticking her tongue out.
"Yea, popping right out the sides of that dress." Her cousin said stepping next to her and tapping the side of her left boob.
"Ok now! Look! Y'all gone stop messing with my titties! They was fine until y'all started hating and talking about them!" She continued fussing as she stood in front of the mirror tucking them back in as best as she could.
