HI EVERYONE!!!! THANK YA'LL FOR READING THIS AMAZING BOOK!!!! I know you all are waiting for Kaylyn and Odell to "get it on" and I want you to know its on the way, just bare with me!!!
LOVE YOU AND ENJOY!!!💖
UNEDITED
I was presently laying in bed and looking up at the ceiling.
No thoughts.
No worries.
Just...staring.
For what reason?
I don't know.
But what I do know is, my ass should be up getting ready for Kaylyn's first day of work.
Lyn was probably nervous right now or just needed some encouragement.
I should be there for her.
Its been a week since we've gotten the "okay" from my sponsors and I'm been ready to create anything with that Lyn of mine.
I sat up in my comfy bed and grabbed my IPhone X off my nightstand before checking the time/missed calls.
Mom: 100 missed calls since we've gotten down here.
Mom: Answer my calls!!!! How dare you allow that little bitch to work for you!!!! We need to talk.
Who else? * Me completely ignoring what I just read*
Ciara, delete.
1 unknown number, called yesterday, delete.
Rontae: Where you at?, my lil cuz still thinks I'm in NJ.
I'll text him later.
Lil Sis: Hey, just seeing if you and Lyn made it to Florida okay. 💕
Me: We did, love you.
Typing....
Lil Sis💕: Love you more.
Before I could check any other messages(which were a lot), I heard White Sand, by Migos serenade through the house as the smell of coffee and other cooking began to travel in every room.
Is Lyn cooking?
DAMN!!! I fuckin forgot about breakfast.
I quickly rolled out of bed and did my daily hygiene before putting on some clothes that were suitable for the day.
Joggers. Dats it.
Slowly walking down the stairs, I watched as she hummed to the music and stirred the scramble eggs in a buttered pan all while a few dancing here in there.
She's so...carefree.
I like it.
I entered the kitchen without her knowing and leaned on the island staring at her every curve until she turned around from the stovetop scared but surprised as fuck at the sudden sight of me.
"Damn. You took the breath outta me", she said catching her breath and holding her chest, heaving a little. I laughed and examined her outfit before licking my lips in approval.
Way...safer than yesterday's 1st outfit.
"Why you making breakfast?", I asked while she continued to cook.
"I don't know....I just wanted to", she says turning the blasting music down a bit. "Did I wake you? Damn, I won't this again, I guarentee you".
"Naw, I was already awake babygirl, its fine. And plus, your welcome to cook anytime of the damn day, I don't mind". Kaylyn smiled and kissed him on the cheek before she contiued to mix some pancake batter.
Did he just call me...babygirl???
*Me biting my lip and blushing*
That word sent chills down my spine.
He noticed.
"You okay?", Beck asked while I turned to the stove away from his burning gaze. I nodded and my body continued to heat up from his remark that caught me completely off guard.
But...I liked it.
"You don't look okay? It sound like you lying", he added.
"I'm not", I lied. " I just really want you to taste my food, that's all". I turned around and smiled before flipping a pancake into the air just before it landed on his white plate that I had set for him.
"Damn Chef Boyardee, you got skills", he says as I continued to flip them on his dish until it was a healthy stack fit for a man like himself. "Welp, let me have a taste, then". I slapped his hand away from his fork and a waved a finger in the air.
"I'm going to feed you", I said placing scrambled eggs on a separate plate beside him. "You just relax, I've got it".
"Hell no. You just cooked breakfast-".
"Nope, now eat", I smiled chopping a piece off the stack of pancakes and placing it into his mouth. "How is it?". Odell chewed for like 3 seconds and looked over at me with a disgusted face.
Oh no, were they too dry?
"There perfect", he says laughing at the way my face fell when I thought he didn't like my cooking. "Damn, that was priceless. You really thought I didn't like your food?".
I side-eyed him playfully and rolled my eyes before getting up to fix me a breakfast plate as well.
He play too much.
I almost died of embarrassment because of that nigga.
"Yes and don't do that again. I legit thought I didn't cook those right", I said stuffing my mouth and getting food at the same time.
"Never doubt yourself because if you taste good...your grub will too", he slick-rick complimented.
"Shut up", I said hitting his chest lightly and taking a seat beside him at the island.
"Are you excited for your first day of work?", he asked after about 5 minutes of trying to swallow as much pancake as possible.
"You know it. I think Nyjah and I work well together but Ciara seems to have a little "I'm it" up her ass. So I think partnering with that creature would end badly...for her". I was a li'l angry at this point because Odell notices but does nothing. Like the first day we met, he didn't seem to see the tension between us up in the damn atmosphere.
It was right there happening dead in his face.
"I'll talk to her, see where her mind is", Beck answers not making eye contact with me.
Something smells off in here.
He always looks me dead in my pupils when speaking to me.
Is there something he's hiding from me?
Hope not.
"Thank you", I small smiled before taking my plate to the sink.
1 hour later.....
Nyjah and "you know who" just arrived and I couldn't ignore the jittering feeling bubbling inside me.
Today's the start of a new job.
A fresh outlook on life.
"Hey Kay. You ready?", Nyjah asked while pulling my arm and walking past the kitchen, down the hall, and a couple of steps as Ciara followed behind.
"Yep. Where do I-", I answered when she opened the door to a beautiful, authentic, room with the perfect space for sketching and designing.
Was this heaven?
I couldn't keep my mouth closed while I walked around the nude-colored rooms full of art on the walls, plants, books about fashion, different fabrics, sewing machines, and plenty of spare sketchbooks for a life time. The air smelled like permanent marker and aged paint with a slight scent of flourishing herbs.
The perfect aroma for brewing ideas.
"You like?", Nyjah asked as Ciara sighed full of annoyance and walked right passed them into the other room that I had just went in.
"Its amazing", Kaylyn answered trying to sound happy even though she had wished Odell would've been here with her to see all of this.
Once the two ladies had came through the door, he managed to sneak out the kitchen without saying anything to her.
No, have a good day.
Or, I 'm gone to handle something.
Just nothing.
But I can't let that get me down.
I have to stay positive no matter what.
"Good, I thought you wouldn't like this unique place. Because I know one person who doesn't...but anyway. Where would you like to start?". I looked at her suspiciously and narrowed my eyebrows at bit.
"I have a choice?".
"Fuck yes, didn't Odell tell you?".
Tell me what?
"No, I just thought-".
"Honey, your making a fashion line with him. Of course your going to choose where you want to start", she says with excitement and sass. "So?".
"I think I want to start on the theme. Is it going to be a spring/summer line or fall/winter line?". We both walked and thought, to where we were going to be working together. A nice long, spacious table pushed aganist the wall with cream-colored stools, was the perfect spot.
Kaylyn sat in one of the seat and closed her eyes, as she always did, when she needed to think seriously and carefully.
What would I like?
Hot or cold?
Hot.
So if I'm doing a summer/spring line, what would be the best design to start with?
Men or women?
Women.
"So, which gender do you want to start with?", Nyjah asked getting out a few pencils, pens, and sheets of paper out the drawer.
"Women, would fine".
"Great, then I can help Odell with the men's portion of this whole idea. Are you two going to come up with a name?". Placing my legs in a crossed positon, I nodded and began to randomly sketch on a piece of paper. At first, I was really close to completing a full drawing but my mind kept drifting back to Beck.
Why would he just leave like that?
I need to get some dirt from Nyjah.
"So....where did you and Odell meet?", I asked after a few minutes of sketching on paper. Ny looked up from her work and smiled as her pencil tapped lightly on the chin.
I'm guessing it was funny moment when they met.
"Odell and I met when I was 12 and I had caught him stealing my black bike on the side of my grandmother's house back in New Jersey. He was so fine. All the girls in the neighborhood couldn't get enough of his bad nigga attitude. But when I caught him red-handed, he tried to hit on me and I just wasn't having it, so instead we became friends that day. And....here we are, the best of friends and business partners", she says before we both laughed loudly.
How sweet.
"So where does dat bitch in there come in?", I asked pointing at the room she was in making a phone call. Nyjah laughed with a nervous look and open her mouth to speak.
It looks like she's about to lie to me.
"Well it was.....ring-ring", went her phone before she let out a breath and answered the person who was contacting her. "I'll be right back". Kaylyn watched as she left down the hall and into an office with a clear, glass desk in it.
Wonder what that's about?
Shrugging it off, I put my focus back on finishing my sketch and continued to stroke lightly across the sheet of paper, just to get the shadowy look I wanted in the background.
Divine.
As I progressed more in my art, I heard footsteps coming in from behind me and ignored them guessing it would be Odell apologizing for what he'd done earlier.
I knew he would.
He loves keeping things straight.
*Me rolling my eyes with anger*
"Umm....do you know where Nyjah is?", a deep voice, that wasn't Odell's, said in the back of me.
Who is dis?
I turned around in my stool slowly and saw a man with a lighter skin color than me smile before licking his lips, like men always do to get women's attention or of they lips were too damn dry.
"Ummm?".
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