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hundred dollar bills into my shorts.
                  “Yep. I’ll be right back.” I took the bottle to the ladies, and the sister, Kaysha tipped me ten dollars. I accepted it and respectfully left before I tore into her ass.
                  Esha handed me the bottles and I made my way up the stairs and entered the area. All the men were laughing, smoking and bullshitting. Some had a dice game going and were throwing money everywhere.
                  “Gentlemen, your drinks!” I yelled over the music. They all looked up and smiled. One in particular came over and grabbed me around my waist. I pried his hands off of me.” Don’t touch me, please. If you need anything else, let me know.” I started to head out the VIP area.
                  “Tiara?” I heard someone call my name.
                  I turned around and saw Jaeshawn sitting in the corner, with one of the bottle girls, Lee, on his lap. He pushed her off and walked over to me. I blushed because this is the last thing I wanted him to see me in, or doing. I calmed down because it wasn’t like I was a stripper.
                  “Hey, enjoying yourself?”
                  “Yeah, it’s live tonight,” He smirked. “I didn’t know you worked here.”
                  “It’s not anything I go around bragging about. Pays the bills, you know?”
                  He nodded his head and stroked his goatee. “I feel you. So what you getting into after you leave here?”
                  “Bed,” I giggled.
                  Each bottle girl had a small buzzer that sounded off when the bar needed them. Mine was going off like crazy.
                  “Let me take you out to breakfast, or else you have to get home to lil mamas.”
                  “No, my mothe—“
                  “Hey baby, I didn’t know you were coming out tonight. When I left you were snoring your ass off,” The girl, Kaysha from VIP came and interrupted me.
                  From his face, it looked like she had messed up his mack, or she was truly annoying him. “Kaysha, don’t start that shit. Tiara, this is my son’s mother,” He introduced us.
                  “Hi, Tiara,” I extended my hand, but hers stayed right on her hip.
                  “Can you please bring us six bottles, thank you,” She replied, like a brat and walked off.
                  “I got to go. Do you need anything before I leave?”
                  “Nah, I’m good, but you can give me your number.” He smiled.
                  I giggled because he thought he was slick. Although I wasn’t with Dyron, I felt funny giving my number out. I didn’t give my voices in my head a reason to doubt me, so I took his phone and programmed my number into it. “Enjoy your night,” I smiled and went to go fulfil that bitch’s order.
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     

Kaysha
     
    The way Jaeshawn was smiling all in that bitch’s face got me so mad. I couldn’t even finish enjoying myself, because I kept checking on his ass. I didn’t even know his ass was over there until Brandi pointed him out. She was about to ask him to come have some drinks with us, but I stopped her. Especially when I saw that bitch with him. She was supposed to be bringing bottles, not smiling all in my man’s face. I sat back down and crossed my legs, exposing the louboutins that graced my feet.
                  “What happened?”
                  “Our bottle girl all in his face smiling. Bitch do your job and stop worrying about mine,” I vented.
                  “Kay, yall not together and he can do whatever he wants. You need to stop running everybody off he meets,” She advised, and I turned and looked at her like she had three