• III •

•FLASHBACK•

     "Rita, where are you?" I said through the speakers of my phone.

     "Well boss, that was before I started working for you. You literally save my broke ass."

     "We are not going on this again Yeadeh.

     I hung up getting down from my car walking towards the store. I was already feeling the stress from today creeping its way into my body. Those models can't even let person rest with their one thousand and five hundred demands. I couldn't wait to get done with this contract already. Bless God today was the last shoot for their magazine and then I'll be free of them.

   Watching my steps carefully not wanting the mud to leave a stain on my heels, I took a U-turn entering the store. I give my receipt to the man at the counter and he took out my goods instructing two of the stores boys to carry it for me.

     I park the car across my shop calling Rita to bring help to get the materials out.

     "Patrick, what Patrick? Excuse me but do I know you?" Of course I couldn't forget the face even though I had tried. How could I forget the guy that gave me sleepless nights thinking of how it could have been with him?

     I was obviously playing dumb. I had to give him the impression that I didn't remember him, so obviously he could feel dumb and useless. The same way I felt that night. "I'm sorry but I don't remember you." I said walking to the direction of the shop. "You know we could start right where we left it." He said smiling walking beside me.

     I stopped then glanced at him unbelievably. In as much as I would love to continued, no. Not this easy. I scanned him from head to toe then hiss my teeth and started walking away. His grip was tight on my hand stopping me from taking another step. "What are you doing?" I ache one of my eyebrows.

     "How may I help you?" I asked with my eyes on my hand that was still in his grip, indicating that he should let go. Understanding my eyes language he let go smiling as if he had won a trophy.

      My lemon green long sleeves body blouse was making it hard for him to get his eyes off me. I cross my hands around my torso giving notice to my army jumpsuit pants as he analyzed my hips enjoying the view. I had on a black pencil heels that rock my tainted legs. "Done inspecting?" I ask with an attitude trying to sound bored but failed miserably. "Yes Mami" he said licking his lips.

  That must have serve you and the name is, Miss Chea." 

"Are you trying to go formal on me now? You didn't look so formal moaning against my chest." He must really be enjoying this by the shock his words left on my face. "Okay since that's how you want it, FINE! You were a one night thing and the luck that was on your side that day had run out. And for being a dick that night, it was your loss and not mine. That was it, the end. I'm sorry to spoil whatever fantasy that you keep having of me but it's never going to happen. So if you may excuse me, I got somewhere to be." My tone was straight, stiff and hard. I thought I saw him flinched from the impact.

     "I'm sorry-" He said stopping me again. “-I was a douchebag that night and I'm sorry okay. Please let me make it up to you. Just have lunch with me." He said smiling softly pleading with his eyes. After a while when I said nothing, his voice brought me out of another trance. "Or if you are having second thoughts we can just skip the whole lunch part and I would love to start off from where we stopped." And just like that his cute boy vibe went down the drain turning into corny horny PK.

     "Get over yourself, never happening.-" I smiled animatedly walking away. He ran after me, of course that was the plan he had to get used to it because he’ll be doing a lot of that. “So ...lunch on me?" He pushed.

     "Contact please." He stood before me wiggling his phone in my face. Instead I took my call card from my purse and handed it to him.

     Shaking my head not understanding what the hell just happened, I entered the shop and some of the girls had already arrived. "Where have you been?" Rita fired at me. "A few yards from here?" I said with an eye roll.

     "Do you know how hard it was pulling up with these tiny whiny witches you call customers? You know I don't have patience, if it had not been for Jackson, you wouldn't have met them here because my voice would have scared them away."

     "Come down, I'm here now. Good thing you hadn't scared them off or else your salary was going to suffer." She rolled her eyes at my statement telling the other boys on the street to go for the materials in my car.

     I moved to the makeup room greeting the clients- "Welcome oh dear, sorry that I kept you waiting. We are starting up in the next 10 minutes." I said giving them a brief heads-up. The room was light up with different color of lights each serving a purpose. I had multiple ring lights at each stand with different standing point. It was covered in a mixture of yellow and white paint as the mirrors guide the walls showing off reflections at every corner. The room was exclusively design giving the interior a fine texture. There were white and pink chairs cover in furs at every mirror station ready for use at any time. I had a general large purple and white couch at the side, against the wall for people to relax on while awaiting their turns. Each material or product was orderly packed, knowing where to search for them when they are needed. The black marble floors was kept shiny at all times giving the place its own shine. Together the place was; Beautiful+Cute=BUTE! 

     "Oh Babe, I've missed you." I heard a familiar voice say also engaging me in an unexpected hug. Looking up, I stare back at Ekon’s never ending beard.

     "What did you say?” I stare him dead in the eyes not blinking once.

     "Come down, there's no need to be yelling all over the place.” He said in a hushed tone feeling embarrassed.

     By the time I was done, he was at the door opening it and bump into Rita.

     After the second ring he answered his voice coming off soft "hey."

     "The makeup-" face palming myself he said again "your credit card says something about being a makeup Artist. “Oh yeah that.” I said with realization.

     "I'll be there sooner." He chuckle out of excitement.

     I shook my head amusingly as I laughed feeling some of the stress leaving my body already. "Keep dreaming photo boy." I said ending the call biting my tongue smiling uncontrollably.

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