Keem POV
Looking in the mirror , in my Armani suit , diamond studs & Rolex , I would say I look presentable enough to go see Paula for dinner. Now you might think this is too flashy, but I always dress to impress . Paula wouldn't let me pick her up , because she said she doesn't know whether I'm a crazy stalker or not. Bullshit . But anyways , we're suppose to be meeting at Melange at 6 & it's already 5:45 so I better get going.
6:05 , I was walking thru the entrance of the restaurant. I was only a few minutes late , so maybe she'll let it slide.
But booooy was I wrong .
PaulaPOV
"The hell he at?" I whispered to myself . It was only 6:05 so maybe I was overreacting . Then again maybe not , because HE was the one who said dinner at 6 , so he should've been here before me.
I FINALLY saw him trailing behind a waitress to the table where I was seated . & let me tell you ...if I was so focused on him being "late" , I probably would've been drooling out the mouth right about now. "Deep breaths Paula , deep breaths," I said to myself just before they reached me.
"If you wasn't so damn fine , I would be grilling your ass right now" , I grumbled at him . He should know not to be late to a date , I'm pretty sure he's been on more than one.
"Well I apologize even though it's only 6:06" he said sarcastically. "Helloooo , anyone in there ? Damn , I must really be the shit tonight" he smirked to hisself. I immediately snapped out of my embarrassing daydream , to give him one of my best death glares . He shutup quick, once he saw that. "Works like a charm", I smirked & whispered.
Our waitress finally came to our table & asked for our orders . I ordered a Grilled Halibut w. Chimichurri. Keem ordered Pork-sausage & Meatballs w. Porcini sauce .
This was date was about to get interesting..
Keem POV
Paula look like a million bucks. Her make up was done to perfection. I couldn't help , but stare at her beauty.
The things I would do to her .. right here on this table. She has no idea who she's fucking with. I bite my bottom lip , just to keep from losing my composure.
"So ...Keem how long have you and Desmond been in the fashion industry ?" she asked , snapping me out my trance.
"umm , about 2 years .. but we've been friends since we was yungings , ya know what I mean?"
"mhm , yeah. what made you want to go to join that industry?"
".. I needed a change.. a positive one"
"I understand what you mean .. positivity is the best option. "
"of course , .. if you don't mind me asking , why are you a stripper? I mean , you seem so educated .. I can't see why you would pick stripping as your profession , you look like a doctor .. I probably would've never guessed you were a stripper. "
"Actually I don't mind , but I it do cause it pays the bills , keeps clothes on my back and food on my table. I refuse to rely on a man to do that shit for me , when I can do it myself. Stripping isn't something I would brag about to people , but I gotta keep my stacks high. Stripping is fast and easy money for me. I don't plan on being a stripper for long , I have more to offer to the world , then just shaking my ass, and showing my body to random men. I'll be something big , and have so much money that me or my kids wouldn't have to worry.."
"I know what you mean... and kids? You have kids?"
"HELL NO.. not yet, anyways. I'm just saying for the future. I don't want money to be an issue for me or my family. We can have every and anything we want or need."
