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“Kenny, give us a minute please.”
As he turned for the door, Terrell urged, “Yeah, Ken-Ken. Give the adults a moment to discuss your Christmas list.”
I slammed the phone back onto the base. “I’m going to say this one last time, or you’ll be the next to go. Do not call anyone in this building anything other than their name—”
“And if I don’t—”
“Then you don’t say shit. Why are you here anyway? Are you security?”
Brielle snickered. “Chill, T. We’re not here for trouble. I just came to apologize for the shit with Austin.”
“What shit with him?”
She nodded. “Okay. I’ll say it. I didn’t know he had a girlfriend. In the industry, just about every guy is freed up to have…” Her head seesawed as though Brielle mentally searched for her next words. “…adult relationships.”
“The girls, too!” Terrell scoffed, rolling his eyes as he flipped imaginary hair.
Brielle’s neck snapped as she turned to him. “Oh, we’re a team today?”
“I’m just saying,” he droned deeply as in masculine, and curvy which was feminine. Terrell whipped his head to the other side. “Be fair with that shit.”
Shaking her head, Brielle turned back to me. “I didn’t know he had a girlfriend. I swear.”
I shrugged. “I don’t see how that’s possible after three years of being by his side in forty-five percent of his red carpet pix, but okay.”
“I didn’t see that. And it’s not like we have the same circle.”
Again, I shrugged and shook my head, indifferent about the information.
“I came out here because it seems he couldn’t get a hold of you. I had a few of my assistants try, too. Security won’t let anyone in your building.” Her hands flew into the air, led by her burgundy coffin-shaped nails. “We even tried calling here to your job.”
“I’m sorry, but I’m not waiting for the once in a lifetime chance for Brielle to pop up on me. Some of us prefer Pixie.”
Terrell snorted a harsh chortle. “This bitch!” he cried out, laughing.
“Don’t be a bitch,” Brielle warned.
“From the bitch who fucked my man.” I blinked several times, not really awaiting an answer. “Are we done?”
“I guess we are if you’re going to act like this.”
I moved to the door. “Goodbye.”
“Uh!” Terrell leaped in the air and headed for the door. “Time tago.”
Brielle took a deep breath and followed. Then when she made it to me, she slowed before a stop. “He was really fucked up about it. I don’t think he meant to hurt you.”
My eyes grew wild. “He cheated, but didn’t mean to hurt me? Wow. That’s a new logic I need to learn.”
She rolled her eyes. “He told me about your dancing. If you want to join my troupe again, I’m down.”
A flash thought of Jas’ rejection caused my nose to flare. “I’ll never dance with you again. Let’s start there.” I hated that I used his words, executing them in the same nasty manner I perceived of him shooting to me when we met. But it seemed so appropriate for her fucking audacity. “You didn’t even recall me from your troupe when I saw you at theRitz Luxuriateback in February. What makes you think it would be my merit that gets me back on there?”
Brielle’s face contorted, telling of her confusion. I had no idea how anything I said went over her head. But she, once again, looked me up and down.
“I tried,” she murmured. “I respect the fact you haven’t gone to the blogs yet, making this messy. I don’t want to be known for wrecking a home. So I’m trying,” she whispered.
Oh, that’s what this visit’s about?
