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“That makes sense, but you’ll look good, bloated and all.” I glanced at her and squeezed her thigh.

“You really be laying it on thick, don’t you?”

“Stating facts. Where do you want to get something from?”

“Somewhere with a burger, fries, and a soda.”

“I got you.”

I drove to a drive-through that wasn’t far from her hotel. We could get the food, eat in her room, then head to my suite. I had plans for the night, but I wanted us to relax together until then.

“How was your day?” Harvest inquired.

“My day was kind of boring. A few meetings. The chick from the concert is considering signing.”

Harvest squealed and clapped her hands. Her face beamed like it was the best news she’d heard all day.

“That’s what’s up, Boston. I hope she does. I think she’ll be a good fit for you, and I know you can help her career excel.”

Hearing that Harvest thought so highly of me made me sit up a little taller in my seat. I felt like I was on top of the world.

“You believe in me like that?” I asked, not because I doubted myself, but because Ivy didn’t always have that much confidence in me.

“I do. Don’t act like you aren’t that dude, Boston. Everyone you have signed has had multiple number one hits. Don’t get me started on the multiple awards and album sales.”

We stopped at a red light, and I turned to face Harvest. I was impressed that she knew all those things.

“Look at you keeping up with me. I knew we were meant to be,” I joked.

“Please.” Harvest sucked her teeth. “More like whatever was in the drinks we had that night forced us together.”

I put my hand on my chest and looked at her with wide eyes just as the light turned green.

“Damn. Here I thought we were in this together. It wasn’t the liquor for me.”

We arrived at the food joint, and I placed our orders, then pulled up to the next window. I looked over at Harvest to hear what she had to say.

She looked out the window, even though I knew that she knew I was looking at her. I reached over and tickled her side. She tried her best not to laugh but failed.

“Okay. Okay. I mean, it was the liquor because I would never have married a stranger, no matter how fine and paid he was. But I guess the decision wasn’t too bad.” She playfully rolled her eyes.

“Yeah, aight.” I moved up in line to pay and get our food.

As soon as I passed Harvest the food, she pulled out a couple of fries.

“I know you ain’t eating any of my fries.”

“I just might be.” She shoved a few more fries in her mouth, then laughed.

“I got something for you.”

Harvest giggled, then put a couple of fries in my mouth. We continued sharing the fries until we got to her hotel room. Once we were in her room, we finished our food, then she packed some clothes. I needed to convince her to stay with me the rest of her time here.

Once we left her room, we went back to my suite where we chilled for a while before heading to our date for the night.

After we rested for a while in my suite, we had dinner, then went on a helicopter tour ride. The strip looked so much better and alive from the sky. I wouldn’t have cared if we flew over an empty desert; I just wanted Harvest to enjoy herself. She deserved to be celebrated after having an amazing photo shoot. She was just an amazing person period.

“This is amazing.” Harvest gushed as we flew over the Vegas strip.