“I’m not leaving Lana. Not until after the other matter is dealt with,” I say through a closed mouth. I’m hoping she knows I’m talking about Snake.

“I know… I’ll call you tonight. Alright?”

“Okay.”

I really don’t want her to go, but what can I do to stop her? Nothing. I can do absolutely nothing. I hug her and tell her to be careful and when I watch her walk away from me, I almost want to cry.

“She’s your best friend isn’t she?” Tatiana asks.

“Yes, she’s more like a sister.”

“I don’t have anyone like that,” she murmurs sadly.

This poor girl reminds me of myself back when I was her age, trapped in a life you don’t want any part of.

“Angel… everything good?” Braxxon comes up beside me smelling all fresh and clean, and takes my coffee from me.

“Yeah, Lana left though.” I pout.

He gives me a sad smile before kissing my cheek. God he can be so domesticated when he wants to be.

“You have bills to pay of mine you know.” I pinch at his side.

“Go print them off. I’ll give them to Max, and he’ll make sure they get paid baby.”

I could pay them myself a million times over, but he did cause me to be outta a job. Gotta make the man pay somehow.

“Okay,” I say as I whisper to Tatiana that I’ll chat with her later. Last thing I need is my cell and credit cards being shut off.

I take my coffee with me and walk over to the laptop and start logging into all my online bills and printing them off. There goes about four grand. Teach him to get me fired again.

I grab the printouts, and as I make my way to Max to give them to him, the club starts filling up with nasty ass hoes.

“What’s this?” I ask Max as I hand him my bills.

“Compound is open, and so is pu**y,” he says matter-of-factly.

Great! “Brax said you would take care of those for me.” I point to the stack I just handed him.

“So I was told” He chuckles.

“Don’t laugh; your president got me fired and that was the deal. He had to pay my bills because that was a bullshit move.”

I wave him off and walk over to Creamy and Bom Bom. “What the f**k; is it open season or something in here?”

“The flood gates have been lifted,” Bom Bom jokes.

Yay! Not! I’m not thrilled for this. Everything just starting calming down and now it’s about to get hectic again.

Braxxon comes up to us looking all sexy in his black boots half tied and his holey jeans with his white shirt and cut.

“Baby, a few of us gotta head out and take care of some club business. If you leave, take a few of the girls with you, yeah?”

His hands grip my ass and he tugs me closer, nuzzling my neck and breathing me in. I wish he wouldn’t. I still haven’t showered since our partying last night.

“You’re mine,” he breathes.

I feel like melting into a puddle knowing he still wants me the same way he did months ago. Not every day a man you just met will stick by you until you start finding yourself again after something cruel happens to you.

“I’m yours,” I breathe back. “You’re pretty amazing.”

He slaps my ass before pulling away and winking at me with those devilish gray eyes.

“Don’t you forget that shit either,” he says walking backwards.

I shake my head and turn back to the girls who are just sitting there with their mouths hanging open.

“What?”

“He loves you,” they say in unison.

“Doubtful. We haven’t necessarily had a great start. Too early for love and all that.” I whisk my hand around in the air.

“Naw, our Prez loves you; you’ll see.”

“Whatever. So what to do today?” I ask.

They look around at all the hoes flaunting themselves, and even though Bom Bom and Creamy are almost like them, they at least have brains.

“Shopping,” we all say.

“Just let me take a shower real fast and we can go.”

I book it upstairs and jump in the shower. I’m excited to buy new clothes. I need some leather. I think it will get Braxxon’s motor running more. I jump out of the shower and brush out the tangles and throw it up in a clip. I walk over to my bags and grab a pair of short white shorts and a pink sliced up shirt and a white bra. I pair it with my favorite white converse, grab my purse, and bolt back downstairs.

“That was fast.” Creamy laughs.

“Dude, we’ve been stuck here.” I laugh waving my hand around.

“Well then let’s roll out,” Bom Bom says, grabbing her keys off the bar.

We’ve been shopping for hours. I have one handbag full of leather clothes and another one full of leather lingerie. When I’m ready, I’ll wear it for Braxxon, and I can’t wait until that day. When we’re sitting at the food court, Bom Bom goes on and on about how she used to wanna be a doctor until she fell in with the wrong crowd and got hooked on drugs. I also learn that Creamy doesn’t have any sexual diseases and as weird as it sounds, she just has a healthy system that just cleanses her out more than it should. She said if she were to have a disease the guys wouldn’t keep her around as much as they do. And I agree, but I feel for her because the woman discharges more than she should. I thought that talk would gross me out being as I just finished eating, but she talks about it so naturally it doesn’t make it awkward. They both tell me they’ve both of course slept with Braxxon, and they wanted me to know just in case a muffler bunny tried running their mouth. I assure them that was the past, and I appreciate them telling me before I heard it from someone else. After we hit up Victoria Secret for new perfumes and body lotions, we agree it’s time to head back. As we walk to the parking lot, Bom Bom thumbs her keychain pepper spray. I guess everyone is still on edge.