“Oh, yeah! I’ll finally get a chance to see you dance. I can’t believe his right hand man asked you to perform at his birthday party! That’s so cool!”
“I’m not performing; I’m surprising him with a twist. I was offended initially but after some thought I came down. You should’ve seen Petey trying to not seem suspicious talking to me on the dance floor that night at his wife’s party. It went over well because he asked right after that kid tried to play me out.”
I never told Michelle about my discovery of the guy, Mikey. I only told her that some hoodrat had gotten out of line with me. After my slip up to Azmir that night, I was hoping that I never had to see or hear from him again. What those bastards did to us was deplorable and I would kill that Mikey guy if he ever muttered a desire for rights to Erin. Michelle had enough to deal with and didn’t need the added mess on her plate.
“He said he’d call me with more details as the date nears. Jimmie is elated! He screamed on the phone when I called him the next morning. After I explained to him the theme of the party he said he already has a song in mind,” I continued.
“What’s the theme?” Michelle asked.
“Well from what Petey said, Azmir has crossed over the multi-millionaire threshold. They’re calling him a young business mogul. With all of his businesses and ventures he’s in a new rank and status. And Chanell mentioned that night that there was a small story in last month’s Sister2Sister magazine about him. You know, one of those ‘who to watch for’ columns. Well anyway, it’s like a welcome to Hollywood theme,” I said as I applied the final touches on my makeup.
“That’s phenomenal! I can’t wait to see who’ll be at this party! I had a feeling he was that big. But to be featured in a magazine like that? That’s national recognition,” she shrieked pointedly.
“Well, he’s already popular locally. You should’ve seen those little birds outside of his club in Compton. They were throwing me all kinds of dirty looks and hisses. One chick rolled her eyes at me and all I was doing was walking in the club with him. Even when the kid disrespected me there were like…handlers in there carrying him out after Chanell shouted I was Divine’s girl. The kid looked petrified but he’d already passed that point of no return. After that ordeal the girls in the club were pointing and whispering not caring about how obvious they were. Azmir just stayed in V.I.P. like an emperor observing me regularly. He didn’t even have to come down to speak for me. It seemed like his people did it for him.”
“What did you do when the girls where taunting you?” she asked fascinated by it all.
“I shook my ass even harder! I know what pisses girls like that off.” We laughed together from separate rooms.
The doorbell rang and Michelle yelled she had it. I heard her talking to Azmir and got butterflies without even laying eyes on him. Azmir was so damn handsome. Every time I encountered him, I’d have a jumpy stomach for the first twenty minutes or so. I took a deep breath before walking out into the living room.
“Look who’s here, Rayna,” Michelle so gleefully proclaimed. I flushed of embarrassment. I was nervous as hell. Azmir was checking the time on his pocket watch as I walked into the room.
He was certainly a sight to behold as he stood there drinking me in I couldn’t help but do the same. He wore a pair of premium quality jeans with a fitted button up shirt and a blazer.
“Mr. Jacobs, I’m glad you were able to find your way here. It would’ve been a mess trying to get to…” I stopped myself. I remembered I hadn’t told him I moved into the house. It was no secret, just that it hadn’t come up yet in conversation and would seem awkward to mention it now. And not to mention Michelle would bust my balls about not having told him.
I soon discovered he knew when he asked, “…to Redondo Beach?” as he stared intently into my eyes intimidating me as well as turning me on.