Nouveau

Chapter 49: Consequences

Tremaine

Wednesday, August 1

11:29 PM

Checking his phone, Tremaine browsed through his friends list of snap stories until Saniye's name popped up. The smile on his face was etched from ear to ear while he watched Laive put lipstick on being silly in her hotel suite. A few more clips played, and he saw Laive hit the split while she twerked her ass towards the camera.

Ok.

"First of all..."

He loved that shit. Second of all...No. He sent her a quick text.

Aye 👀

Between Netflix and watching Saniye and Javeah's Instagram and Snap, he had been cracking up laughing at them. The latest post highlighted their food and drinks, while the next one showed Saniye being wildly thrown off a mechanical bull. He was glad Laive was enjoying herself, but L still hadn't answered him from earlier.

Crazy asses. Where the hell y'all find a bull at?

That shit got your name written all over it 😂

Tremaine went back to Snap and viewed Javeah's recordings of Laive on the bull. After she screamed yeehaw like a damn country hick, Tremaine folded over with a pain in his side. L was so damn silly. Tremaine could tell her ass was saucy too. Laive rode the saddle with squinted eyes like she was concentrating too hard. "Silly ass still trying to be competitive while she tipsy."

Towards the end of the clip, Laive flung from the side to side while she kept a tight grip on the handle with both hands. Tremaine's cackle stopped as soon as he saw it, "Them fucking shorts." The bottoms L had on kept riding up her thighs.

Where y'all at?

30 minutes later, L still hadn't replied.

An incoming text came through, and Tremaine instantly frowned at the grey speech bubble.

Hey! Just making sure we still on for Saturday. You know you like to cancel on me at the last minute.

Fuck.

Tremaine was booked to perform at Drais on Friday, host a day party on Saturday, and attend Chris's concert on Saturday night. Sunday was a free day, so he decided not to leave Vegas until Monday morning. Never mind the fact that Tremaine extended his trip for Laive's birthday...that wasn't any body's business but his. L kept saying she didn't need to see him, and if they couldn't meet up it was ok because she was going to be with her girls. Tremaine honestly didn't feel obligated.  The man wanted to spend quality time with Laive. Even if it was just dinner or something light, he wanted to be there. Tremaine refused to be in the same city on her birthday without seeing her.

So how was he going to make time to sit down with this other girl?

It seemed impossible! He didn't know how he was going to make time to squeeze her into his itinerary on Saturday. Tremaine couldn't dodge her forever, he tried. She seemed to still figure a way to worry the fuck out of him, "I gotta get this shit over with."

The familiar name flashed across the screen and he quickly declined and answered with a text.

I'll let you know where we can meet up by Saturday. I'll text you.

Tremaine's curiosity of Laive's whereabouts got the best of him, so he checked for more snap stories. His eyes almost bulged from our of socket when he saw Laive climbing up a damn light post. "I ain't even know she could do no shit like that!"

25 minutes ago?

He sent Laive another message.

Call me when you get in.