Dear Beloved,

17| Not My Girl

L E X U S

~ Chapter Seventeen~

Sitting on the porch I blow smoke out my nose while explaining what happened to Vanessa without telling her what I told Rayne. "And the bitch just stood there after I told her my business. I hate people knowing my business and like a dumbass I got comfortable and told her." I rant getting pissed off all over again. "Why the fuck are you hanging out with a bitch by yourself anyways? What did you tell her that was so personal Lexus because I wanna know. " I hear the attitude in her voice causing my mood to go more sour.

"Watch your mouth. Why you callin' her a bitch?"

"Because YOU are dumbass." Frowning up my face I try to calm myself down. "She ain't a bitch. I'm just mad at her right now." I mumble feeling bad about what happened earlier, I don't believe in putting my hands on a woman in any circumstances. I know what I did was wrong but my apology ain't even gonna mean shit to her since I "disrespect" her often. "Are you listening to me? If I have to buy a plane ticket Imma find that lil hoe you messin' with and beat her ass then imma beat yours."

"Didn't I tell you to watch your mouth?" I ask not getting an answer from her just her huffing and puffing. "Waste your money if you want to but you not beatin' nobody's ass cause I'm not messing with no one. You gon' fuck around and get your ass beat if you come to Texas." I say calmly so she won't have none of her country ass cousins watching me to find out who Rayne is. Vanessa starts crying on the other end of the phone. "If you weren't messing with this girl you wouldn't be defending her. I knew this would happen." Letting what she says go in one ear and out the other I think about how Ms. Sarah would want me to organize these papers. Shaking my head at how unorganized this lady is I start putting everything in order of importance. After doing one stack I notice Vanessa ended the call. I refuse to argue about something that's impossible, in order to cheat I have to have a girlfriend and somebody else I was interested but I don't so she needs to get on with that. "Mr. Alsina needed in my office, Mr. Alsina needed in my office. Thank You." Hearing her on the intercom I grab her lunch and the files she might need.

"Good Afternoon, you're looking sharp." She smiles impressed with the suit I purchased over the weekend. After seeing the effects of my check I was able to splurge on myself a little bit and get something that was more professional. "You like it?" I smile setting the stuff down on her desk. "Hmm. Do a spin." I do as she says causing her face to light up like a proud mama. "You look very handsome Lexus but tomorrow I'm gonna send you to the person that tailors my son's suit to get the jacket just right. C'mon sit with me." She motions to the empty seat in front of her desk.

"I just paid all the bills. I'm all spent out but thank you." I start to take the stuff out of the Popeyes bag so we can eat lunch like we've been doing since my first day. "I'll pay for it." She waves me off. "So I tell you I never had Popeyes and you get me some. What's that right there?" She asks pointing at the sides.

"Red beans and rice and some biscuits." I hand her the food and her drink so she won't choke on the biscuit. We begin to eat and talk about all kind of things like her family and how she ended up being the boss. She started out as somebody's assistant in Mississippi and got her experience, she never stepped foot in a college, and she didn't start her journey until she was twenty six. Every time we talk I feel more inspired than the last, she makes me feel like I could be somebody's boss one day. "Well that was just delicious." She wipes the grease from her mouth then sips on her sweet tea.

I lean back in the chair. "So Ms. Sarah what should I get somebody to show them that I'm sorry?" She looks up from her papers. "It depends. What are you sorry for?" Sinking down in my seat I shrug not wanting to tell her exactly what I did. "I said some mean shi- stuff and Iputmyhandsonherkinda."

"Lexus Anthony Alsina." She sighs shaking her head. I knew she would be disappointed in me since we've grown so close over the past couple of weeks. "You call that girl right now and apologize." She points her finger at me. "Right now. I have a meeting in five minutes." Sucking my teeth I take my phone out and I press on her contact expecting for her to have me blocked but it rings. "Hello?" Her voice comes through the phone.

"Hey it's Lexus. Don't hang up." I hear wind in the phone. "I'm not. What do you want?"

"Apologize and ask her to dinner." Sarah says watching my every move. I put the phone on mute. "Hol up. She ain't my girl or nothing like that. I'm not taking her to dinner." I try to explain but she gives me a look causing me to sigh. "Hello?"

"Yeah. I wanna apologize to y-" she laughs. "Again? You wanna apologize just to disrespect me again?" She asks. "Listen, I wanna take you out to dinner so we can talk about it. Wherever you wanna go." She stays silent. "Please." Hearing noise in the background I figure she's finally out that damn room. "Fine. When?" She asks.

"Tonight at 9. I'll pick you up."

"That's fine." She says and we end the call. Ms. Sarah hits me with the papers in her hand. "You better buy her some flowers too. I don't care if she's not your girlfriend, you don't treat women like garbage. You hear me?"

"Yes ma'am." I mumble. "Now get back to work." Handing me a credit card she begins to get her stuff ready for her meeting. "Nice flowers. Nice restaurant, don't bring that girl to Popeyes." She smiles walking out the room. Smiling to myself I start sorting through the papers so I won't be late tonight. "Thank You."

"Mhm"

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