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MYKA
“Ugh. Girl, turn around and let me zip that skirt up.”
“I’m uncomfortable meeting my new clients looking like this.”
“Well, you’ll stick out like a sore thumb if you go in there with a power suit on.”
“I was going to wear a pair of dress slacks and a casual shirt.”
“Trust me, this will get and keep his interest.”
“I’m not trying to catch him, Bri. I just want to be on his comfortable playing field.”
“Myka, if you go in there looking like you’re about to serve him another paternity suit, or worse, a subpoena, he will dismiss you and not listen to what you have to say. You want to appeal to what catches his attention the most. That way, once his balls are in your hand, he will listen to whatever you’re saying to him.”
I turn and look at how she has me dressed like a high-priced call girl. “Couldn’t I achieve the same if I wear a pair of jeans and a nice off-the-shoulder shirt?”
“No. Now let’s tease your hair a little.”
“Okay, you can dress me in skintight leather and hike my tits to my eyebrows, but I draw the line at mile-high hair styles held up by forty pounds of hair spray.”
“Okay, okay. No tease for your hair. At least let me style it in a high ponytail. Maybe add on some hair to give you that rocker vibe.”
“Bri, c’mon. This is a business introduction, after all. I still need to be presentable.”
“Fine. Don’t call me over here again if I don’t have creative control. Now sit so I can beat your face to the gods.”
Brianna Hurst, stylist by night, fashion designer by the day. She always had a desire to work in this field of glamour. Her dolls were the best dressed in the neighborhood. She always hosted fashion shows, and as we grew older, she was always the queen of designing dresses for homecoming and prom seasons. She majored in fashion designing at a school in Paris, France and then took a class in make-up design to add to her palette. The girl is bad. I use her for most of my clients. Her styling me tonight is a glimpse in how she can help with the image of the band.
“Hey, babe. Where you at?” Cornelius says as he enters my place. He turns the corner and sees me sitting in front of my vanity and Bri’s fingers all on my face. “What the fuck is going on? I thought we had dinner reservations tonight?”
“Not tonight, lover man,” Brianna quips sarcastically.
It’s no secret there is no love lost between these two.
“Whatever Bri. I know you had something to do with this. You don’t let us spend any time together. That’s why she ditched yo ass yesterday at lunch to come get this dick.”
“First of all, you no good, moochin—,”
“Stop you two before it gets out of hand.”
They look at each other and she rolls her eyes, and he waves her off.
I stand to meet him face-to-face and calm him down. “Uh, Cornelius. I have a meeting with my new client at their show tonight. I told you yesterday when I said the meeting didn’t go as planned.”
He wraps his arms around my waist and squeezes my ass. “Oh, yeah. I made reservations at the restaurant we’ve been wanting to try. I guess, I’ll go eat by myself.”
“Or you can go with me to the show and then afterwards we can go grab that bite.” I nip him on his bottom lips to emphasize my desire.
“Mm don’t tempt me with a good time. But I’m tired babe. Maybe we will go some other time. I’ll heat up some leftovers and watch some TV till you get home.”
“Okay. I’ll make it worth the wait.” I take his hand and slide his fingers in between my wet folds and let him feel what he does for me.
“Shit, girl. If you keep this up, you won’t be making it to your meeting.”
“Oh yes, she will. This face needs to be in an entertainment column tomorrow.” Brianna drags me away from Cornelius so she can finish my makeup and I can leave.
“Bri, you always cock blocking,” he yells.
