It was supposed to be about the music. It was supposed to be about mentoring. But somewhere along the way, the lines got blurred. Talent, sex appeal, scandal, and seduction. This is the riveting romance of two unsuspecting artists.
"Aye ain't that your girl?" one of Tremaine's homeboys yelled over the loud music. Tremaine had his red cup in his hand, slowly brooding over the crowd to spot Laive's section on the other side of the club. Laive's ass was two hours late, and that wasn't like her at all. He couldn't see her mingling in the crowd, but his phone distracted him from looking for her.
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Tremaine looked up and slowly perused the perimeter of Laive's section. He saw all of her friends and sisters, but he couldn't find her.
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Tremaine's head popped up and he couldn't believe what he saw.
"I ain't know baby girl had a shape like that under those sweats," Mackson shook his head at the sight. "Got damn."
"I'll be back," Tremaine relayed over the music.
Security escorted him to Laive's section, and he immediately gave her a shoulder hug and whispered in her ear. Normally, he would have had to lean down a little further but L had on some black knee high heels.
"We got to talk about your outfit choice." Tremaine slurred in her ear. "You got your makeup done too. Never knew you wore red lipstick."
"It's my favorite"
"Should be. It looks good on you"
"Thank you," Laive blushed hard as he kissed her forehead.
"You good?" He yelled in her ear over the booming music.
She nodded her head solemnly.
"Alright. I got bottles coming all night....On me. Don't break a nigga pockets"
Laive smirked and slapped his arm from around her shoulders, "You good. You got it"
"Yeah...ok. Ladies y'all enjoy yourselves, I'll see you after this Laive," Tremaine returned to his section.
"Don't tell me you ain't never tried to hit. Look at her" Mack pressed.
"About 5 months ago, you thought she was fat nigga.."
"She may not be fat, but for her size...that ass is"
