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I rolled my eyes at that and stepped away from him. I felt like I’d gotten my hopes high for nothing. I was under the impression that I was getting ready to come into their section, give Oso a dance, and he was going to trick off a lot of money. He asked about Poison and quickly blew me.

“Did ya’ll niggas not read the fuckin flyer? Niggas are telling you that she’s in London because that’s where she is. It literally said on the flyer that she wasn’t going to be here. Her performance is being livestreamed. Damn. Ya’ll can’t read?” I snapped.

It wasn’t him that I was mad at. I promise I wasn’t. It’s just in this moment, I understood why Plump was aggravated when she walked into the locker room. These niggas came here looking for Poison or Lyric. They didn’t give us other girls a chance and that shit could get annoying as fuck.

“Ay, who the fuck is you talking to man? Watch your fuckin mouth, yo! Niggas saw the flyer with Poison on it, and we just assumed that she was here. That’s why we pulled up. You can get the fuck out of my section!” he snapped at me.

There was so much shit that I wanted to talk back to him. I wanted to get in his face, get all rowdy, call him out of his name, but I didn’t do any of those things. I knew who I was dealing with. Messing around with Oso, I would never get the chance to meet my unborn child.

I took what he said to the chin and walked away. I left the section, even though his niggas were pulling my arm, trying to get me to stay. I blew an opportunity to make a lot of money because I’m sure his boys would have made sure I was straight, even though Oso didn’t, but he wanted to be a bitch and kick me out the section.

I went ahead and worked the floor. That was all that was left for me to do tonight because I’d already done my set and made good money doing that.

I bounced around, going from table to table, giving out a few lap dances.

Before I knew it, all movement in the club ceased because Blue had the DJ announce that Poison was getting ready to perform. If I went to the back, and chilled in the locker room, I felt like I would look like a hater. Since that was the case, I stayed out here on the main floor.

I posted up in the back, and all the screens showed the livestream of Poison on stage. I’d already watched her performance from night one, and night two. I saw them on social media, and she did really good. I wasn’t half as good of a dancer as she was, and neither were the other girls in the club. Even tonight, standing here, watching her as she performed her final night in London, you couldn’t help but to watch with your jaw damn near on the floor. She was really that good. The pole belonged to her. She really was the queen of that shit.

“I hate that hoe with a passion, but I gotta give credit where it’s due. That bitch can’t be fucked with. She’s built different,” Plump walked over and said to me.

Just like me, she was in a trance. She couldn’t even look at me when she talked to me. Her eyes were glued to the screen just like everyone else in here.

“I feel like this is getting ready to change everything for her, you know? When you really think about it, Plump you know that Poison could have stopped dancing a long time ago. The kind of money that she makes in this club, I know she’s set for a few lifetimes. Ever since she’s been in London, she’s been trending on social media. Millions of people have seen her London performances. I don’t know if you saw the comments, but all kinds of big brands were commenting. I don’t see her being in the club much longer,” I expressed to Plump and she nodded her head, agreeing with me.

“I feel you. Plus, when I saw the live video of her and Wolf, all I could think about was the bitch is in love, and he’s in love too. That’s when I really started feeling like she may leave. You not going to love your nigga the way she loves hers and still want to dance. I’m sure her days in here are numbered. You know I’m not mad about it. Maybe when she leaves, one of us can finally get the fuckin spotlight,” she said.

I laughed while nodding my head because that was true.

Damn. If Poison did leave, she was going to piss a lot of people off. Yeah, the city came out and supported the club because they fucked with Blue, but to be real, most people came out to see Poison. That was the truth

CHAPTER 17

WARREN ‘WOLF’ BENNETT

My baby was back home. She went over there to London, shut shit down for three nights straight, and had a bunch of love waiting for her back in Miami. I went all out for her last night when she made it back home. Rose pedals and shit on the floor, leading to the bathroom. I ran a bubble bath for her, so she could soak. She was telling me how badly her body was aching, due to all the work that she’s been putting in.

I knew my girl liked stuff. When I say stuff, I know my girl likes to have nice things. Money, purses, a fire heel, roses, and perfume. She liked all that, so I went all out for her, having a bunch of gift bags waiting on the bed for her last night, filled with stuff.

You would think it was her birthday by the way I’d spoiled her in here last night. We went a total of four days without fuckin, so you know I slang dick until the wee hours of the morning. Here it was, a brand-new day, and Deja’s been sluggishly lying in bed all day. I worked today, but I would call, just to check in every other hour, and every time I called, she was lying in bed, right where I left her this morning. She just got up about ten minutes ago when I walked in the house, so she could shower.

Right now, I was outside, chilling on the balcony. Deja was still in the shower. My feet were kicked up against the railing, and as I was chilling, my little brother hit me. It was Demarco. He put in a facetime call. I accepted his call and could tell right away that he was at his crib.

“Yo,” I answered.

“What you doing?” he asked, getting right to the point.

“Home. I’m chilling so don’t give me shit to do,” I replied.

He laughed when I said that. The fact that he laughed proved he was calling, trying to get me to do something.

“Slide out with me tonight. You always fuckin working, and I’m always working too, so we don’t get to hang out like that. Nigga done got a girlfriend and I don’t see you anymore. I got four tickets to the comedy show tonight at the Hard Rock. They sent a bunch of tickets to the office today and I took four. Good ass seats too. We going to be in the first row. Bring Deja. Tell her to bring Lyric’s fine ass with her. We can double date,” he shot off so many things to me at once. He had the plan, he just needed me to say yes.

“How you going to hit me at the last minute to go to a comedy show? It’s already after five. What time that shit start?” I wanted to know.

“Nine. Nigga that’s plenty of time,” he told me.

“For me, yeah. Deja take damn near four hours to get ready. When she gets out the shower, Ima ask her. Who’s the comedian?” I asked.