My Lesbian Lover

Chapter 6

{Picture of Diamond on the side}

Diamond

I walked into my office and was greeted by my assistant, Tamia with a hug.

"Your 10 o'clock came in early. She's in your office." She told me. I nodded and then walked in.

"Sorry, I'm late." I said even though I wasn't late

"No, actually I'm early." A females voice said. I turned around and goddamn she was fine.

"I'm Diamond Jackson, I'll be your designer." I said shaking her hand

She smiled "I'm Jennifer." Damn she had dimples.

I took a seat at my desk. "So, what am I designing for you?" I asked

"I was thinking of a long scoop neck dress for a banquet I'm going to." She said

I nodded and started typing on my computer.

"Any colors you have in mind?" she had red hair and a pretty face. I couldn't stop staring at her

"No."

"Shoes? Purse?"

"Heels and I want the color of the purse to match the dress."

"When do you need it?" I asked

"3 weeks."

I nodded "Umm, I'll call you Monday morning and we can talk about how much it'll cost and my ideas."

"Thank you." She shook my hand and then walked out the door. Damn, she had hella ass. Just cause Ciara my girl don't mean I'm not gon' look at another girl's ass. What the fuck I got eyes for if I can't look?

"Tamia?" I called her in my office

"Yes, boss." She said as she entered the room

"Can you give me Jennifer's number." I asked her

She walked out of my office and then came back in with a sticky note.

"My address is on the back." She whispered in my ear and then walked out my office

"Hoes all on my ass." I mumbled. I started thinking about how I was gonna design this dress. Jennifer seems very picky in what she wears. Which is a good thing. Can't have no weak looking bitch.

The dress can be all black with a gold belt and the back out with the right side of the dress stopping at the hip to show off her thigh and leg, black 7 inch heels with a good bow, a black 6 inch long purse with a gold chain and her name in gold letters on the back of it.

I drew my ideas down. Each pair of clothing was on a different sheet of paper. It looked really good. I grabbed a folder and placed my designs in the folder. I wrote Jennifer's name on it.

It's 1 o'clock. Damn, it took me that long to fucking draw? Since I have nothing else to do until 3 o'clock, I'll tell y'all how I felt about last night.

It was different. Usually girl would be wanting me to take their leads like I ain't know what I was doing. I showed them hoe who was boss. Anyway, Ciara isn't like these hoes and I just don't understand it. Like if I say, bae let's fuck she'll be like "you better go eat that goddamn food I cooked and then take yo ass to bed" other girls would be like fuck the food. So, she really surprised me last night.

My brother called me

"Bruh, guess who bout to go see they son?" he asked

"Lil Wayne?"

He laughed "Nah. I'm bout to meet shawty and my son at the park now."

"Awww. When am I gonna be able to see my nephew?"

"Soon, sis. I'm working on tryna get back together with her."

I gasped "Nigga you told me you ain't love her. You catching feelings?"

"I always had feelings for her but I didn't wanna admit it. She probably can't stand me."

"I can't either." I said laughing "You been keeping secrets from me."

"I'll call you when I leave the park."

"Have fun."

"I'll try." I hung up shaking my head. Fucking deadbeat trying step up now? Shit too late.

"Miss. Jackson, your 3 o'clock is here." Tamia said as she opened up my office door.

I nodded "Sent him in." He walked in and I couldn't believe my eyes. He smirked at how shocked I was so I know he remembered me.

Ciara

"Hey." He said to me

"Hi." I really don't wanna be here but this is for my son. "Da' Shawn, this is your son, Jeremiah." I said. He picked him up

"Hey." Da' Shawn said to him. Jeremiah smiled. I explained to him earlier that he was finally gonna meet his father. He was excited

"I thought you named him after me?"

I shook my head "I did but when the DNA test results came back that you were the father and you were mad, I changed that shit fast."

He sighed. "You play football?" he asked Jeremiah. He nodded "You are my son."

He placed Jeremiah back on his feet and then he threw the football. Jeremiah started running for the football.

"Why you change it?" he asked, I looked at him like he was crazy

"Nigga, don't be coming up here asking me questions bout my son that you just decided to have interest in."

He lifted my chin up "Ciara, you know I love you, right?"

"Stop. You don't and never have loved me." He was about to kiss me but I stopped him. "I'm in a relationship."

"You got another nigga round my son?"

"Not that kind of relationship." Jeremiah finally got back over to where we were.

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Jeremiah and Da' Shawn been playing all day at the park. I smiled as I watched them.

"You tired?" I asked

"Lil bit. Who been teaching him how to fight and be violent?" Da' Shawn asked

"I wasn't talking to you. I was talking to my baby." I picked Jeremiah up

Da' Shawn walked us to my car. Jeremiah had fell asleep on the walk back. I put him in his car seat.

"So, what do you mean by not that kind of relationship?" he asked as I got in on the drivers seat

"Nun of ya fucking business." I whispered so my son wouldn't wake up

"It is my business. I wanna know who this nigga is that you bringing around my son."

"Why you care now?"

He kissed my forehead "I always cared."

"Bullshit! And he's a she." I pulled off leaving him right there