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Chapter One
Jazabelle
"Dammit Syn! I told you'll be home! Stop fucking stressing me." Kevin's voice blare throughout the room, causing me to jump out of my slumber, I sit up to see that he's pacing back and forth in the bathroom arguing with his wife on the phone, last night we had a few drinks, chilled for a minute and it escalated to sex like it always does between us, I'm not a side chick or anyone looking for a relationship, the sex is good, so we use each other as personal fuck buddies. Plus I'm not the only woman he ditches his wife for.
I pick my phone up from the side table, unlocking it and realizing that it is 8:30am and I'm about to be late for work. "Oh shit!"
Jumping out of the bed, I gather my clothes off of the floor and begin getting dress, if I'm late again my sister is going to have a mouth full to say, I throw on my shoes, grab my purse making sure that everything is where left it and exit the room.
"Wait Jazz, where you goin?" Kevin says pulling on the door as I'm closing it and bringing me back inside.
"I gotta go, I'm about to be late for work."
"Aw damn, I was hoping we can could grab some breakfast."
I fold my arms and give him a funny look, because with us it'a always just sex, so I don't see why he want s to spend quality time with each other, it's been months since we've been in contact with each other and not once have we ever even kissed. "Um nah... I got work. But I'll catch you another time."
I proceed to walk out the door once more but he stops and walks over near the bed, picking p is jeans and pulling out his wallet, I'm guessing he's trying to give me some money. "Ay hold on I got something for you."
"I don't need any money Ke—" He comes back over to me with a wad of cash and it looks like a ll hundredths.
"Nah take it, its for you."
"Well if you insist." I quickly take the money with no hesitation and toss it in my purse, I'm an independent woman, but I'm not a cheap hoe, my sex always comes with a cost, wether it's money, fancy hotels or restaurants, gifts, I always install it in men that nothing is free with me. Last night I got Kevin to take me to the most finest resteraunts in Atlanta, and get a room at a Marriott, he's a promoter for one of the most biggest Atlanta rappers, so he never has a problem meeting my standards.
"Do you think I can get something before you go." He questions grabbing on to the crotch of his boxers. "Come on you really don't need that job, I told you you can be my assistant l, I'll pay you twice as much your making at that shop."
"I'm good... I can make away for myself. I gotta go I'll text you when I wanna see you okay?"
"A'ight." He leans in and try to kiss me but I walk out to avoid it, I don't know what type of shit he's on.
"I'll see you."
Soon after, I make it home, shower and call my sister Miranda up, to let her know that I will be late and explain to her that I have nobody on my my schedule this morning anyway, she just likes me to be there early for walk ins, I am a professional hair stylist and nail technician at our family salon Rita Chantè and Crew, that was passed down to us from our mother Chantè and Aunt Rita, my sister has more of the buisness mine, I'm just there because hair and nails our my life, I can care less about running it.
