That shut me right the hell up. I didn’t have nothing to come back and say because he warmed my entire soul.
“So how much should I charge for weddings, that rapper guy by the name of Deleon fiancé reached out to me. I plan on responding to her email after the holidays.” I smiled, feeling excited to get started.
“Minimum twenty-five thousand. I’m gone have Rina help you when we go to the studio tomorrow to put out an ad so you can hire a few people asap. I’ll also have her look into some nice office spaces and tell her you need it asap.” He pulled at the bottom of his thick beard.
“You have Rina do a lot for you, do you think she’d be cool with that. My cousin Tammy coming down to visit with me on Christmas Eve before she visits her parents. I can have her help me.”
“No, you and your cousin can have a good time together. You my woman, Jatavia. I’m gone make shit happen for you so don’t be complicated about it.” He said with a serious tone.
There it was, I hadn’t agreed to be back with him, but he smoothly put it out there and I didn’t deny him of it. The way he was taking the lead turned me the hell on. I loved how excited he was for me as well.
“Dreu, I’m willing to give us another try but if I see any hoes?—”
“Fuck all them hoes. You don’t even got to worry about them. Any hoes I smashed before you never even had my number. Rina suggested for them all to sign NDA’s and if I wasn’t serious about pursuing none of them, she felt like they shouldn’t even have a text thread from me. I’m clean as fuck, I ain’t got no women in love with or none of that shit. I guess you caught me at a good time in my life.” He chuckled.
I hated that I laughed at the last part of what he said.
“No, you caught me at a good time, and you better be glad about it too.” I elbowed him softly.
“I wouldn’t have cared if I caught you while you was deep in love with another nigga. I would have snatched yo ass the fuck up and brought you home.” He frowned.
“So, this is home?” I raised a brow.
“Yeah, this home so we can pack that mini apartment up and donate that shit to charity. You can decorate this house however you want and I ain’t got no passwords on none of my phones so you can check them whenever you want until you trust me fully and even after.” He smirked.
“Okay, Dreu…We gone see.” I rolled my eyes.
“The proof already in the pudding Pancakes.”
Chapter 19
Dreu
We arrived at Bleu’s house thirty minutes ahead of time. Jatavia wanting to be on time was admirable. I looked over at her as she applied lip gloss to her juicy lips and smirked. She looked so damn innocent and sexy but got down and dirty in my bedroom.
She was dressed professional as hell. Although I was against her ordering up a whole bunch of shit from Fashion Nova she did so anyway, claiming just because I had a lot of money didn’t mean I had to overspend on clothes that weren’t worth the fee. I still bought her some nice name brand stuff but let her ball out on a couple of online stores and order the things she liked.
I must admit the plaid gray and white dress pants along with the collared white shirt looked good on my baby. She had framed Cartier glasses with gold trimmings and because I sweated her hair out for the past two days, she slicked that shit up into a high ponytail. Her brown skin always glowed with or without makeup. Today she did a light beat, and I knew it was because she had a personal issue with her acne scars.
Whatever bothered my lady, I planned on fixing that shit for her. I had already was in search of a specialist to get her acne scars together. I would do whatever to see my baby confidentand positive. She took the initiative without me to find a therapist, so the rest was history. Jatavia loved my guidance and that shit made a nigga feel real good. It meant she trusted me and was secure in knowing that I wouldn’t stir her wrong.
I grew up with my parents and Bleu thinking I was nothing more but a fuck up most of the time. I couldn’t blame them for it because my actions had showed them that I was irresponsible.
“Whew, okay I think I’m ready. Goodness babe, I’m nervous as hell.” Jatavia said breaking right through my thoughts.
“Don’t be nervous, I know for a fact you and Truly will click.” I told her confidently.
I opened my door not wanting Jatavia to start second guessing anything and stepped out just as my phone started to ring. It was no other but Rina.
“Yeah Rina.” I answered.
“Well, that’s a way to answer for the woman responsible of finding you a nice storefront.” She giggled into the phone.
My tension released as the wind blew across my face. A huge smile lifted the corners of my eyes. I walked around to open Jatavia’s door then spoke lowly into the phone.
“I wanted to get her an office.” I turned away from Jatavia.
Women always took forever to step out of the car. Now Jatavia had her purse opened not even paying me any attention as she looked for something.
