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    Pulling from the light as it turned green, Kandi reached over to rub his knee. “Why are you so tense?” She smiled. “I hope you’re not nervous being around me?”
    “Nah, just trying to take things all in.”
    “Don’t try too hard, okay? If you do get signed, you’ll be with a good company because Janelle knows what she is doing.”
    “How long have you been with Amatory?”
    “Four years. I did my first amateur film when I was twenty. I’m twenty-four now and I do enjoy what I do for a living. Maybe one day we can hook up.” She squeezed his knee, then placed both hands on the steering wheel. By voice command, she filled the SUV with music. They found their first common link when the hit by Rick Ross “Aston Martin Music” flowed through the system. Kandi loved hip-hop. She was feisty and hated when things did not go her way. In order for her to make it in this industry, she had to grow some balls of her own. She was a freak on and off the screen, but moved as a true DIVA. She loved looking fly, feeling fly and like her ex-rapper boyfriend once told her, “Stay on your swag.” That was the only advice she took from him. Kandi was over him and did not fuck with him in any form.

     
     

CHAPTER
    THREE
     
    “You think Janelle will sign me?” Trevon later asked as the wind blew through Kandi’s hair. They were cruising down the palm tree-lined boulevard within the thick traffic.
    “Hard to tell with her. I say your chances are good, but it’s not up to me.”
    He nodded that he understood.
    “You don’t like to talk much, huh?” she figured. “That’s okay, because I like to talk and you’ll make a good listener. I do have one question though.”
    Trevon pulled his eyes from the road ahead. “Let me guess. You want to know what I was in prison for?”
    “Um, no,” she lied. “But since you mentioned it. Yeah. Why were you in prison?”
    Trevon glanced up through the tinted sunroof. “I killed a man that raped my sister when she was thirteen,” he said flatly with a deadpan look on his face. He assumed she would judge him, thus pushing her to the point of fear.
    “I hope you made that sick bastard suffer,” she stated.
    Trevon lowered his eyes and looked away. He, too, had suffered. He held no doubt of what happened to Angie when she came home from school with tears falling down her face. The man accused of the crime was a well-known white teacher at Angie’s school. Trevon never missed a court date of the three-week long trial. Not guilty. Trevon could not accept how fate had freed a guilty man. Acting on pure anger, he gunned the man down in broad daylight as he stood watering his lawn only six days after the unjust verdict. Even now he was being pulled in two directions. Knowing what Angie had gone through had him morally doubting his move to jump into the life of porn. He knew his sister would not understand his choice.
    “Where are we going?” he asked, pushing the painful thoughts from his mind.
    “It’s a surprise, remember?”
    “Okay, I’ll wait.”
    “You don’t have a choice because I’m good at keeping a secret,” she said, turning the music down. “You gotta girlfriend?”
    “Not right now I don’t.”
    “Good.” She smiled.
    “Why do you say that?”
    “Because it will be less drama when we get our freak on. I told you my favorite color is black.”
    Again she reached over to rub his knee. “Do I make you feel uncomfortable, Trevon?”
    “If you did, you’d know by now.”
    She took that as the go-ahead to inch her hand up his thigh. “I think you and I will get along like sand at a beach,” she said without a doubt in her mind.
    Trevon took a deep breath as Kandi rubbed his bold dick print under his pants.
    “Here’s your surprise!” Kandi entered the Gucci store swiveling her hips. “Janelle wants you to ditch those clothes and get upgraded!”
    The Gucci store was brightly lit and smelled of leather and