BFF

OT

Tia's POV

I'd been running around like a chicken with its head cut off, trying to get everything together for this Miami trip. Kash Doll had a big show coming up, and since I was one of her traveling stylists—and a long-time one at that—I had to be on point. Ki and Brandy were tagging along too; Ki was doing nails, Brandy was handling makeup, so the three of us were locked in for this gig.

Meanwhile, Dave had been acting real bitchy lately—mainly because he hadn't gotten any ass. His fine, spoiled ass couldn't go more than a few days without it. I rolled my eyes and FaceTimed him.

Incoming FaceTime: Daddy ❤️😛

"Hey baby," I greeted him with a soft smile.

"Yeah," he said dryly.

"David, stop treating me like that. I'm about to be gone for three days," I pouted.

"And where the fuck you going?" he snapped.

"If you weren't too busy being mad, you'd know I have to go to Miami for a client."

He groaned dramatically. "Ughhhhh, I need some pussy, Tia. You got me around here acting like a whole bitch with this attitude."

I laughed. "Dave, we've both been hella busy. What do you want me to do?"

"I need a blunt," he muttered. "Somebody light up in this damn studio."

In the background, I heard Bully chime in, "Chill yo ass out."

When I found out Jason—aka Bully—was Dave's brother, I was actually excited. They were two peas in a pod, always having each other's backs, and it made me feel good knowing Dave had someone solid in his corner.

"Tia," Dave groaned, "you gotta swing by and give me some before you go. Baby daddy's in need."

The guys in the background laughed. Dave had no filter, and when he wanted something, he was bold about it.

"Babe, I don't have time. After I finish at the salon, I have to restock and head to the PJ."

"I'll take you," he offered. "We can fuck in the car."

I laughed. "How? Brandy and Ki are coming with me."

"Fuck," he muttered again.

"Stop acting like that, David. That's your problem—you're so used to getting it every day."

"And I'ma keep getting it every day, too, mamas."

I laughed again. "Alright, let me get back to work. I'll call you once your driver takes me to the PJ."

"Alright. I love you."

"I love you more."

FaceTime ended.

I made my way into the salon and got straight to restocking all my supplies. I knew once I got back, I'd appreciate having this part already done.

"Hey girl," Tay greeted me from across the salon.

"Hey, you got clients today?"

"Yeah, five. And walk-ins," she said, rolling her eyes.

"Whew, I wish I was here with you."

"I know. But you'll be in Miami going nuts."

"As I should, right?" I laughed.

"Yesss, bitch. Yo man mad though."

"You already know. Cutting up as usual."

"His fine ass," she muttered, giggling.

"Alright now," I warned her, smirking. "He'll kill you."