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Michael's P.O.V~
I went back to the entrance and saw Brad stand there having a cig.
"How was it?" He asked.
"Huh?"
"You didn't get her name. Am I right?"
"I didn't but I'm working on it."
He laughed, "She's most likely to give you her stage name."
"That's still knowing something of her even being something that's a lie."
"You got a point. Let's go walk so you can focus how you'll get her name."

He began to walk and I followed beside him.
"How did you know about her?,"I asked him.
"Well I wanted to have some drinks and see some beautiful women sing. So I asked around. Many told me where to go. I went and found her," he responded.
I nodded as I put my hands in my pocket.

Sugar's P.O.V~
I smiled and got in the car before disappearing from that young men. I never seen him before.

I was carpooling with one of my good friends, Dolly. Dolly isn't her real name, of course, her real name is Donna. We all call her Dolly since she's just a doll. She's really sweet and nice.
"Sugar, who was that guy?" She asked looking at me.
"You know I don't know who he is. Although hes's quite attractive I can say."
"I have a feeling who he is. It's like I seen his face before," she said as she got in her thoughts
"Don't get to much in those thoughts of yours,"I said laughing a bit.

"Okay. Okay," she said with a smile on her face, "You were wonderful today. How much did Didi paid you?"
"Usual 350," I said sighing a bit.

We pulled up my house. I got out the car.
"Goodnight, Sugar."
"Your getting out too. Come inside with me. Let's have a sleep over"
"You got some rum?"
"Is that even a question," I laughed.
She laughed as well and got out the car.
We both went inside my house and sat on the couch as we had a few glasses of rum.

"Did you hear the lounge is having a special event," Dolly said as she took a sip of her drink.
"Same event as always?," I asked her and she nodded.
"Do they expect us to-" I was cut off by her
"You know they always do. Just to have a bit more money for us. It's not bad talking to them besides there always talking about themselves."
"I know that but it's like it gets boring," I told her "I don't want to talk about work. I want to make plans. We haven't been out for the longest. I wanna go to the beach!"
Didi laughed and nodded, "will go next week. I promise."

We both talked and laughed the whole rest of the night and fell asleep on the living room couch.

Michael's P.O.V ~
Brad and I headed home. I couldn't get out of my head the beauty I saw tonight. I took off my jacket and placed it on the couch. I unbutton my dress shirt taking it off.
"Oh, she'll like that," Brad said as he had a bag of chips in his hands.
"shut up," I responded chuckling a bit.
"I prefer not to"
I shook my head, "We're going tomorrow earlier this time"
He nodded, "wear a mask for it and I'll meet you there," he said as he made his way out the door.
I couldn't say anything since he just left. I got my phone from my pocket and called my assistant.

"Hello, David?"
"Yes, sir?" he responded in a sleepy voice.
"Sorry to call you late," I told him as I looked at my watch
"It's fine sir"
"I'll make this fast so you can continue to sleep. Since I interrupted your sleep, I want you to come 3 hours later from the usual hour. Before coming to my house to get me the things I asked for a few days ago for when you come in today. I want you to bring me those another day and go to the store and get me some mask"
"Yes, sir" he responded, "any in particular?"
"ones that don't overdo it somewhat simple"
"will do sir"
"Goodnight David"
"Goodnight Sir," he said and hanged up.

I put my phone down before getting ready to go to bed. Inlaid in bed thinking of her name. All I knew it was a name with an S. I want to know her more, I don't know what's about her but my heart skips a beat. I started to figure out why I got so much jealousy when she's just doing her job. She's not even my girlfriend to begin I don't know her, it was the first time I saw her, I started to slowly fall asleep as I went through my thought.

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