Show And Tell

Nicki and Faree decided to continue to live separately as they dated first. They were both at Nicki's house watching TV as they lay comfortably in her bed. He rest head against the headboard with his arms behind his head and she laid her head on his stomach. She looked down at his boxers under his sagged pants and stared as her mind wonder elsewhere. 

"Nicki, change the channel."

She looked up then grabbed the remote and clicked the TV off. He groaned wanting to watch the game, but she had other things on her mind. He watched as she straddled his lap then placed her hands on his chest and rubbed on it. 

"What are you doing?"

"It's been a few months now."

"Since?"

She kissed his lips with lots of passion. He placed his hand firmly on the her back and pulled her closer. She went to put her hand down in his pants but he moved her hands and shook his head.

"Nah, I think we should wait..."

"Wait? For what?"

"It's just not the time."

"We've been playing games for almost a year... Stop it now."

"Sex isn't a game..."

"I'm not saying that! What you got something?"

"What? No, do you?"

"Safaree, don't fucking play me."

He shook his head as she pushed off his lap. She slid to the edge of the bed and onto the floor and left the room. He got up and followed behind her as she walked to the kitchen. She went into the fridge and grabbed a cup and went to the pantry for her almonds. She poured it into the cup and filled it up. He watched as she closed the zip bag up and place it back in the pantry. She went and grabbed the cup and went to walk passed him, but he grabbed her arm and pulled her around in front of him. Her back was against his chest as they stood there.

"Nicki, I didn't mean to offended you, but it's not the right time."

"Whatever, it's fine. Let's just go watch the movie."

"Nicki."

"I'm fine, get off me."

She stated before he let her go. She sped off toward the bedroom as he followed close behind. He didn't like this little disagreement over sex. He kept looking at her as she ate almond after almond. He got in the bed and wrapped his arms around her and laid his head on her thigh. She placed the cup on her other thigh and looked down at him.

"Watch the movie."

"I am."

"You're looking at me."

"Best movie, I can watch."

"Shut up."

He chuckled then sat up and pulled her back up off the headboard. He crawled behind her and pulled her up onto his lap. He held her tightly as she tried to move. 

"Stop.."

"You wanted to cuddle earlier."

"This is now."

He laid her down with his arms still wrapped around her and kissed her neck. She sighed then turned around in his arms.

"Don't start..."

"I know, but you're acting like it's easy to reject you. Shit, I need some too."

"Then why not now?"

"That's a big step in our relationship.... What if we get intimate and shit just take a turn Nic?"

"Is this about Leslie?" She asked rubbing the side of his face. He hesitated to nodded, but did so. "I'm not her."

"I know, my bad. Look, let's take it slow... So..."

He grabbed her hand and placed it down in his short. She grabbed the head and watched his face as he stared down at her. She moved her hand up and gasped at his thickness. What the fuck? She thought as continued up towards the base. Woah! She smirked then leaned forward and placed her leg over his leg.

"Show me."

"You not ready."

She pulled her hand out of his shorts and pushed him back on the bed. She straddled him and pulled his shorts down to reveal what she didn't even imagine could fit in pants. He was laid on his right thigh, huge and long. She looked at him then back at his penis. She didn't know whether to be turned on or off by his size and thickness. In that moment, she realized that Webb was a lacking man in the best part of being one.

"Wow, who blessed you?"

"You acting like you ain't never seen a dick, Babe."

"A dick? This is what you're calling this?"

She asked looking up at him. He chuckled then started to pull his shorts up but she stopped him. She placed her hand at the base, then put her other hand over it and did that until she got to the head. Five hand grab and three fingers more. She looked up at him and smiled at the look on his face as she inched closer. He grabbed her hand and pushed her up a little. 

"Yo, stop."

"I'm just kidding."

"Yeah, right."

"You want to see my girls."

"You gone show me this time or tease like last time."

He asked pulling up his shorts before scoot back against the headboard. She lifted her shirt over her head and exposed her big round breast. He stared at her flat tummy then traveled up to her breast. She sat on her knees with her hands in her lap not looking up at him. He leaned forward and pulled her onto his lap and kissed her collar bone. He kiss down to her chest and stopped to look at her. She wrapped her arm around his neck as he continued down and sucked on her breast. Her fingers were now locked around his neck as he teased her left nipple with his finger and licked the other.

"No, no.. Don't start anything I can't finish."

"I'm sorry."

Was all he said as he continued to enjoy her breast.

Candi and TT walked into Nicki's house and looked at each other as they observed Safaree's clothes all over the living room floor along with hers. They both gasped as he walked in from the bathroom. 

"My bad, Nic in the shower."

"Ya'll nasty."

"What?"

"You know what we talking about."

"I do but we don't do that."

"Why your clothes all on the floor?"

"Laundry day."

He replied pointing to the nearly empty laundry basket. Candi smiled a dumb founded smile and nodded. He went back to the basket with an annoyed look on his face. He and Nicki had argued for about thirty minutes before she won and he had to sort out the clothes for her to wash. 

"We'll help you."

"Huh?"

"We'll help you, you look confused and you got darks with colors."

"What's the difference?"

"Boy, the dark will stain the colors & whites."

"Alright, show me."

Candi pulled the tan clothes from the whites and showed him that they were colored while TT separated the jeans from the black tights he had on the floor together. Nicki came out the bathroom in her towel and watched them. He pushed Candi over and she fell on the white clothes and lifted her hand to one of Nicki's thongs on her hand. 

"What the..."

"Funky ass panties..."

"Bitch, this pussy never funky."

They all looked back to see Nicki standing behind the sofa. She rolled her eyes before she eyed him. He placed his hand over his face then peeked through his fingers and she was still staring at him.

"What?"

"You were suppose to been done with this."

"I was almost done, your friends said I was doing it wrong and they were helping me."

"Whatever, come here."

"No."

"Safaree."

Candi and TT laughed as he sat down and pulled the white clothes in front of him and placed them in the basket. She walked over to him and stood in front of him and between the color basket that he was trying to get to.

"Go play with your friends."

"So you don't want to hang with me?"

"You said..."

"Faree."

"Fine, I don't feel like hearing you whine my name."

She smiled as she watched him get up. He looked over at her as he walked passed her towards her room. She winked at her girls and they started laughing. She walked over and hugged them before stepping back admiring their outfits.

"Ya'll look cute."

"Thanks, babe.. Go get dressed so we can go."

"Nah, wait.. You and him been living together?"

"No, he spent the night this week. He's going out of town tomorrow after he closes this case."

"Bitch and you guys aren't fucking?"

"Unfortunately."

"Have you at least seen it?"

She smirked as she wiggled her eyebrows. 

"Bitch! We got shit to talk about!"

Safaree sat in the back next to TT as the girls talked about different stuff. He was uncomfortable and embarrassed that they were talking about their men's penis'. Nicki had even boldly talked about his in front of him. TT kept laughing at him inching towards the door.

"Nicki, you made him uncomfortable."

"I told him to drive his car."

"Damn, you should've told me.. You wanted to gossip about me."

"You should've caught the hint."

"Can you hurry and get to the club."

"Whatever, don't act like you haven't told your friends about me."

"I haven't.... You won't even show it to me."

"You haven't showed him your lady?"

"Nope. He's seen the twins."

"What are you guys, in elementary school?"

"No, my baby wants to wait."

"Why? Nigga, you gay?"

"Damn, I got to be gay because I'm not trying to sex ya friend off the top?"

"Yeah."

Candi stated seriously as everyone in the car laughed. He shook his head at her then snatched off his seat belt as the club into view. She looked in the rearview mirror and eyes him. He looked out the window and TT laughed watching them.

"Bitch, stop sonning that boy!"

"Let her know."

"No, you stop being her little bitch."

Candi chimed in. 

"You know how Onika is."

"And he does to."

"How am I?"

"Mean."

"Bully."

"Ya'll both can kiss my ass. I'm the sweetest person.."

Safaree started laughing as she pulled into the parking lot. He went to open the door and she locked it. He looked at her and she stared at him. 

"Onika, let us out this car. We don't have time for your bullying."

Candi shouted swatting at Onika. 

"Get out!"

They all got out and Safaree followed behind Nicki as she walked slowly in front of him. He smirked when she came to a complete stop in front of him. She looked a him then smirked back.

"You think I'm a bully?"

"You mean, but I like it. I wouldn't be chasing you if I didn't."

He said pushing her forward. She smiled grabbing hold to his hand as they made there way into the club. Safaree spoke to the bouncer and pointed to a group of females that were standing on the side. 

"Let them in, it's on me."

"You got it."

Nicki eyed him before punching him in the chest. He frowned looking down at her.

"Don't play."

"I'm here with you. If it was you..."

"My man would get me in the club... Not someone else's man."

"Got it, dude."

"Keep playing and I'm a show you."

"Show me what?"

He said pulling her close. She laughed as he tighten his arms around her waist and began dancing. He pumped his chest against her back to the beat before she turned around and wrapped her arms around his neck. He gripped her ass as they danced to the beat of the music. 

"Faree... You trying to play with me in public?"

He laughed then loosened his grip on her booty. He grabbed her hand while he placed his other hand on her waist and spun her around. She backed up into him as the song Too Close by Next came on. She smirked deciding to play games with him since she couldn't get it.

She turned around with their hands still together and backed up. He pulled her back towards him and they both began reenacting the dance in Save The Last Dance. They were too busy enjoying each other that they didn't notice the crowd watching them as Nicki turned around and grind right into Safaree's lower section causing his friend to stand. She bent forward then brought her body back up and turned to him. 

"Nicki."

She looked up at him and he laughed as he looked out at the crowd that was watching them. When she noticed, she blushed and the crowd roared in excitement. They laughed before Nicki pulled him to the VIP room. Candi was standing by the entrance when they got close and started smirking.

"Ya'll might as well have sex while you out there humping on the dance floor."

"Whatever, Candi.. Move."

"And look at this fool trying to hide his erection."

He chuckled as he walked pass her. Nicki laughed before pointing him to the chair and waited for him to sit then she sat on his lap. He buried his face into her neck and kissed it repeatedly. She was laughing and joking with her friends as he sat and messed with the string on the back of her shirt. It was a string laced shirt in the back. He traced his finger along the spaces between the strings against her back. She move around every time he did it again.

"Stop, Sir..."

He kissed her back as she leaned forward laughing. He kept leaning forward to kiss her back and his lips met her butt. Candi and TT both gagged as Nicki laughed at the look on his face. 

"Yo, that's rude and nasty."

"You don't eat ass?"

"Hell no, Ma."

"Oh, I need a new boyfriend."

"Webb was eating ya ass?"

"Girl, don't answer that... I don't want to know."

Safaree nodded his head in agreement as Candi looked amused to know the answer. Nicki shook her head and sat back down on his lap. She leaned back onto the arm rest and looked at the side of his face as he grabbed a drink from the waiters tray.

"You get drunk?"

"Nah, I like to keep it light."

"You ever seen Onika drunk?"

"Nooooo."

"She's so mushy and talkative."

"I love you Candi."

"Do I look cute in this?"

"Baby I'm horny, love me."

Candi hopped onto her lap and kissed her cheek and grabbed her boob. Nicki giggled as they made fun of her. Safaree chuckled as Candi got up on the table and started dancing to the music. 

"Remember when Nic was so drunk she was dancing on table & going table to table dancing."

"And she humped that white guy!"

They bust out laughing as Nicki buried her face into Safaree's neck. He chuckled before he turned and whispered into her ear.

"You be like that?"

She smirked before nodding her head.

"I think I might like Drunk Nicki."

"Oh?"

"For real."

"I can show you."

"Naw, this ain't the time... You driving."

She raised an eyebrow then placed her hand in his hand and stood up.

"Let me put on a show for you."

She pulled him behind her and walked towards her friends.

"We're catching a cab back to the house, take my keys and drive home safely."

"What you about to do?"

"Show and Tell."

"Oh."

"You gone make that man bust out his pants."

"As planned."

They bust out laughing as she turned and pulled him out the door and they headed back to the house to play Onika's game of Show and Tell.

Playing Games

Safaree was uncomfortable under Nicki's body as they lay on the office chair in his office. They had both been up all night going over her final contract with guys who would help build her boutique and do designs for the clothing. He tucked his hands under her butt and lifted her up off his morning wood. He jumped looking over to his left as Paula and Dave stood at the door staring at them. He knew he was in for a lecture by the looks on their faces. He had told them that he and Nicki weren't doing anything behind their backs, but they were busted. He sucked in a breath as Nicki squeezed around his neck trying to pull her lower body back to his body.

"Stop moving me, Faree."

"Uh, Nic.."

"I'm tired."

"Nicki, get up..."

"Yes, because we have things to do besides watching you love puppies hump each other."

Nicki's eyes popped open at the sound of Paula's voice. This bitch. Why the fuck is she here? It's like eight in the... Nicki looked at the clock reading two pm and jumped up. She was late for her shoot with Tamry, well not really but that was what she was going to tell him.

"Faree, I'm late!"

"Sorry, come on I'll drive you."

"We have a contract to do!"

"Paula it can wait."

"Really?"

"Faree, where are my shoes?"

"In the car, lets go."

He stated picking her up and carrying her to the elevator. She pressed the button once they got there. 

"How late are you?"

"I'm not."

She laughed wrapping her arms around his neck. He dead faced her then let her legs fall to floor as he held her back. She kicked her leg up trying get him to pick her back up.

"Faree!"

"You can walk.."

"Faree, don't be mad!"

"You and Paula get on my nerves."

"She always wants you to herself whenever I have you."

"You do the same thing, I'm not even your man and you act all jealous."

"I have the right to!"

"You don't.. If I want to fuck another..."

She put her hand up to his mouth then stomped off the elevator. He swooped her back up and carried her to the car. He placed her on the trunk and stood between her legs. She had the cutest pout on her face and he couldn't stand it. It made him weak and want to make everything right.

"I'm just saying, that's your call."

"You keep playing me."

"I'm not playing you. I'm serious."

"Prove it and you know how."

"That's not right, I didn't..."

She pushed him back and walked around to get into his car. He furrowed his eyebrows and walked around to the drivers side and got in. The ride to her photoshoot was quiet as Safaree thought about how to make things go his way and what would she say later. She on the other hand was in her feelings about what he had said. She knew that he could do what he wanted, but not with Paula. First of all, she was older than him and her nasty ass had slept with a married man. She wanted her out of their lives because she wouldn't have that around her man. That's why she didn't understand why when she got a new accountant he didn't catch her drift. 

"Nicki, you here.. Have fun."

"You're not staying?"

"Nah, I need to get this contract done and go over my files.. I'll come back to pick you up.."

"At 11."

"Bye, Baby."

"You should stay."

"Come on, don't do this right now."

"Faree... Stay." She pouted giving him her cute pout face. She smiled as he turned into a parking spot and turned off his car. "Yay."

He pulled out his phone and texted Paula and Dip that he would have to handle business with them later. Dip didn't mind, but Paula was pissed off. He didn't care as long as Nicki was happy. He followed her towards a room that was filled with models, make up artist, style teams and other people. Tamry came running over to Nicki with a huge smile on her face. Tamry is an Ethiopian Beauty. Her hair was long and curly with her beautiful peanut butter skin glowing because of her recent pregnancy. She pulled Nicki over to the design table and her team scattering around.

"I told you guys, she was gorgeous."

"Beauty, that facial bone structure."

"The teeth."

"Her smile."

"Lovely skin and healthy hair."

"Curvy body, perf."

A guy with a heavy British accent stated with his thumb, pointer finger and middle finger pressed together and other two fingers raised. The team scattered away bringing back measuring tape, make up bags and curling irons. Safaree moved to the side and sat in a chair that someone had brought him. He watched as she happily and excited got measured for clothing fits.  He looked around to see how the other things around them were going. He spotted a girl staring at him then looked away, but he was too late. She got up and walked over to where he was sitting and extended her hand. She was in nothing but her bra and a thong. He raised an eyebrow and shook her hand before she started talking.

"I worked for your father when I was twelve, you still look good."

"Huh?"

"It's me, Asia."

"Big booty... Asia."

"Yup, I still have the name."

She laughed at him. Asia was fourteen when she sat on him and he was eleven. She was the third girl that summer, who let him hit it and the oldest. She had even been his girl for like three days. He laughed at the sudden memory. She tilted her head and smiled.

"You remember?"

"How could I forget? That was a wild summer."

"You were a wild little boy with a man's ego. How's Nan? And I'm sorry about your pops."

"She's still going, I need to make a stop by the shop and it's cool, it's been some years."

"Why didn't you come to the funeral?"

"Personal reasons, but I wish I did."

"Me too. Is that your girl?"

She pointed to Nicki staring over at them. He chuckled then shrugged a little.

"Something like that, I'm interested, but you know how you girls be."

"You still falling for girls with attitude."

He smiled then nodded towards Nicki.

"She got the biggest one right now."

"I don't want to cause no problems with you  & maybe-girlfriend, I'll go... Nice talking to you again."

She waved at him flashing her ringed ring finger. With her expertise in sex and cooking, he knew some man would wife her. He had liked and fucked her up until he started messing with Leslie. He knew she liked him too, but they never got serious because she was older than him and stayed accusing him of fucking other girls, which was true, but he was only unprotected with her. He looked over to where Nicki stood in front of them cameras smiling, mugging and laughing. He walked over to where the camera man was and stood watching her. She looked beautiful in a pink and white cocktail dress with her hair in baby doll curls. He smiled when she blew him a kiss then turned around and looked back over her shoulder. That ass had him hard in seconds. He looked off at the wall then back at her as the fan blew the dress up again. He bit his lip seeing her ass in a thong. This was the first time in a long time, he had seen her ass. It was calling his name, so he walked away. He sat down and mentally talked to himself.

"Faree, help me get out of this."

"Huh?"

"Unzip the dress, Boy."

"Oh, okay."

He answered putting his hand on the zipper. He pulled it down to the middle of her back then stopped. He silently tried to pull himself together as he unzipped to the bottom where it stopped above her crack. She turned around and placed her hands on his legs. She smiled and puckered her lips, he kissed her.

"Who was that girl?"

She asked before pulling his bottom lip into her mouth. He smirked then put his hand around her back and rubbed it. He wasn't going to answer her with his lip in her mouth and her standing between his parted legs. She pulled away and looked at him. He stared back at her.

"I asked you a question."

"I know, but I'm not about to answer you right now."

"Safaree."

"Go change and get ready for the next shoot."

She turned away from him with an attitude that she was trying to hide. She dropped the dress to the floor and picked it up. He put his bottom lip and stood up to go walk off his horniest. He decided to call Nan, who he hadn't spoken to since last week.

"Nan?"

"Safaree, I've told you about your vacations away from this shop."

"I know, I've been busy."

"With Onika, at least, one of you call me daily."

"She does?"

"Yes, just to check on me... I hear you haven't been being the best friend to her."

"What?"

"She told me about those little half ass dates, Safaree. How do you expect to get the girl and not show up?"

"I was there, but I wasn't. I had stuff to handle, she could at least appreciate the shit I did for her." He was now frowning as he watched her do her thing in front of the camera. "I didn't have her do them alone."

"Safaree, her friends aren't going to bed her at the end of the day."

Nan wasn't one of those older women, who acted like she never use to throw it back for a fella in her days. She had had four husbands and two kids. Her kids were friends with Safaree, Dip and Webb when they were younger, but they all went their ways. Her kids moved back to Italy and kept her bank account above a thousand a month for all of her expenses and sent her loads of photos and letters. Even though, she had been an addict and sold her body for it, they still respected her and helped her get clean before they moved.

"Nan?"

"Yeah?"

"I love you."

"My son."

Was always her response to his affection. He smiled then hung up. He walked up to where Nicki stood putting on a two piece and stared over her tiny frame. She smirked then turned around facing him and put her hand in his face.

"It's not nice to stare, didn't Nan teach you any manners?"

"You in my convo."

"I knew you were going to call her. You always walk away when you talk to her. Are you guys talking about me?"

She asked smiling and wrapping her arms around him. He smirked then leaned over and kissed her neck. She giggled then pushed him back a little and looked up at him. 

"So who's the girl?"

"She's not important."

"Why isn't she? She sure was all in your face."

"You're jealous like you're my girl."

"And you're all over me like you're my man."

She snapped back. He chuckled then kissed between her brow. She looked back as her name was being called over to the set, that was now a beach. She put her hand up to him and walked over to the set. He sat back in a chair and watched her do her thing.

Hours later, Nicki sat up under him on the set as people walked around them getting ready to go. Nicki shifted her gaze over to the girl that came walking over to them with her natural curly hair on her shoulders. She extended her hand to Nicki, but she just looked at it. The girl laughed along with Safaree as if they had an inside joke and Nicki didn't like it. She looked at him as he moved his arm from around her and hugged the girl.

"You should hit me up when Ma isn't around."

"That won't be necessary Asia, I got what I need with an attitude."

"She's cute... Eat her right."

She joked patting his chest. He looked back at the sour look on Nicki's face and reached for her, but she snatched her hand back. He reached back again and this time pulled her off the seat and pulled her in front of him.

"Nicki, this is a childhood friend of mine, Asia. Asia, this my girl, Nicki."

"Hey, Beauty."

Nicki blushed.

"Hi, Asia."

"Treat my boy right, he's a sweet guy."

"I will."

She said leaning back into him. They both watched her walk away. Nicki looked at him and he smirked as she rolled her eyes.

"You must've fucked her."

"Why you say that?"

"Childhood friend? She made this ugly face when you said it."

"I was young, she was in middle and I was in elementary."

"You swinging dick like that?"

"Maybe, my package is for my girls eyes only."

"Speaking of that, meet me at the hotel."

"Which one?"

"No, meet me at the house. The big house."

"Sure, don't be taking forever man."

She rolled her eyes then walked away to get her stuff together. He went over to where she was and she pushed his hand away. He looked at her and she looked at him. He snatched the bag from her hand and she hit him in the chest.

"I got it. Go get ready for our date."

"You taking me out?"

"Sure, just go and you better not be wearing that ugly shirt."

"Can I get a kiss or something?"

"No, bye Safaree."

"Oh, Safaree? You mad at me? You trying to put your foot down."

She looked at him and crossed her arms.

"Who picking you up?"

"Candi."

"Why can't I take you?"

"Safaree."

"Bye."

He replied before she could go off. He kissed her cheek then grabbed his coat and keys and rushed out the door of the building. He drove to Nan's and she immediately began going in on him for not coming around and calling again.

"Nicki calls me. My own son... Doesn't."

"Nan, I didn't come to be yelled at. I need a suit for my dinner with her tonight."

"Safaree, I need you to come around more."

"Nan, I'm always around.. I just had to handle things for Nic."

"Well, what are you trying to wear?"

"Black with pink."

"Hmph."

She walked over to a rose red suit with a pink inside, cuff, pocket and collar. He frowned over at her ignoring what he said completely. She was already told to make him wear this suit by Nicki, so she stood her ground. He dead faced her before grabbing the jacket, revealing the matching pink top that was sheer. He looked at her and folded her arms. What type of shit is this?"

"Oh, I got something for you."

"Sheer underwear?"

"You wish. Here, son."

He looked down to see a note and laughed seeing it was Nic's hand writing. He shook his head reading it to himself.

Here's your note, boy. 

You know where to meet me, boy.

Don't be late, boy.

Nan is your date, boy.

I love you, Baby.

[muaaaah]

"She's playing too much."

"And you weren't."

He looked at Nan and finally noticed the matching pink lady's pencil skirt suit she had on. She looked pretty with her long silky hair pint up on her head with curls falling at the ends. She nodded towards the changing room and he quickly took the clothes off the stand and went to change.

He came out the dressing room a few minutes later and looked himself over in the mirror. He looked good and placed the matching fitted on his head. Nan nodded in agreement and put her arm through his arm.

"Let's go, so we can see what Onika did."

They pulled up to the house and there was three lights on and Ty stood in front in an all pink suit with black shoes. Safaree walked around and helped Nan out. She sighed seeing the house for the first time in years. He looked at her and she just smiled. They walked up the stairs to the porch and Ty passed him a pink note with red ink.

You're finally home.

Well go to your room

And see what I left for you.

First, drop Nan off in the living room

Then go to the kitchen

And finally go to your room.

He smirked then looked at Nan. They walked into the living room and there was a huge portrait of himself, Nan and her. It was from when they were on tour and she had begged them to take a picture with her. They were all dressed in black and Safaree stood tall near them. He had his arm wrapped around them both and none of them were smiling, but they all looked good. There was another note on the sofa, but it was red with pink ink.

It's beautiful. 

You should really cherish her.

And me. :)

He smiled then handed the note to Nan and kissed her cheek. He went into the kitchen and there was a plate of food. He walked over to see a white note with red and pink ink on it. He frowned at the note, not wanting to read another note just wanted to see her.

You mad yet?

You see how I felt?

If you were good to me..

I'd be there, but you can eat me...

My food I mean.

I only cook for my man.

He placed the note down and ran up the stairs to his room. He looked at the bed and there was rose petals all over the with a Teddy and matching boxers. He licked his lips and looked around. He went into the bathroom and turned on the light to see a lipstick note on his mirror.

Men are pigs.

I knew you'd come in here.

I decided to do you like you did me.

How you feel?

I'm petty just like you.

Love me still?

Go back to the bedroom and read the last note.

He walked out the bathroom and found the note in the middle of the bed. He pulled it open and read it.

03.07.04

Our Day.

Yes, I'll be your lady.

Keep your promise.

I'll see you when you get here

Or when I wake up to you next to me.

He smiled then rushed down the stairs to see Nan standing with a grin on her face.

"Go get your girl."

He kissed her cheek and ran out the house and headed towards the hotel where they first spent the night away from home.

Seriously? Settle Down.

"This is the third letter this week. I don't think he's giving up."

"It's only Wednesday, he'll give up soon."

"Have you thought about how you're going to turn him down?"

"Who said I was going to turn him down?"

She smiled up at Lauren who was currently doing her eyebrows. Lauren tilted her head in confusion as she looked down at Nicki. Nicki pointed to her face and she shook her head as if she was coming out of a daze. 

"So, you're going to say yes?"

"Yes, I am, but I want to go on those dates with him. He really got under my skin not being there."

"I could tell, but I heard Candi told you to stop going."

"I'm grown."

"Alright, Nicki."

Lauren simply stated not wanting to hear her mouth. Nicki did as she pleased and all her friends knew that, so most of the time they just let her have it. Lauren finished filling in her eyebrows then passed her the mirror. She looked it over then smiled at her reflection.

"Thanks, Babe. I owe you."

"Where you going?"

"To meet with Webb."

"Really?"

"Yes, He called me today and said it was urgent that I get to him."

"Be safe Nic. You should call Safaree and let him know atleast where you are."

"Bye Lauren!"

She waved her off and quickly exited her bottom floor apartment. She loved that her friends cared about her whereabouts and safety, but she was grown just like them and she could handle her own. She didn't know why Webb wanted her to meet him at this place called the Shack in Brooklyn, but she wasn't turning back now. She pulled up to the front and parked her car. She noted the red BMW on the other side of the lot that sat next to a Baby Blue car. 

She walked into the dark place where only candles were lit to guide her way. Nicki slowed down once she got far into the and saw nothing but walls and a door at the end of the hall. She didn't know whether to turn back or keep going. She chuckled feeling like nosy ass white people in a hunted house with their killer stalking them. She jumped feeling a hand touch her arm. She looked up to see Safaree. She rolled her eyes and huffed at him scaring the shit out of her.

"What are you doing?"

"Webb invited me here and you up here walking like a snail. Move it."

He said with attitude. She could sense that it was towards her by his lack of eye contact. Any other time, he was staring her down just because he had the balls to stare back and not be intimidated by her look. They made it to the door and opened it to see Webb sitting behind a desk and a guy behind the door guarding it as if it was his life.

"Sit ya'll asses down."

Safaree didn't move a muscle until he saw Nicki went to do what he said. Safaree shook his head and helped Nicki back to her feet then leaned over and whispered into her ear.

"Don't listen to him."

"I'm scared, Faree."

She whispered back before pressing her body into his. He looked up at Webb, who looked even more angry as he stood his feet. Safaree grabbed Nicki's arm and pulled her behind him. He knew this day was coming and he was surprised it took this long.

"So you bedding my bitch? And that little ho is in my best friends bed? Explain man what's up with the betrayal?"

"Webb, nigga, you know this ain't no betrayal shit. I didn't betray you and we haven't slept together, so chill thinking I disrespected."

"You disrespected when you pursued my ho!"

"Chill with the disrespect, son, she isn't a ho."

"Don't tell me to fucking chill, son. Ya'll both disrespected me! When this fuck shit started? Creeping behind my back and in my home acting like ya'll didn't know each other!"

He screamed getting angrier. Nicki had stepped from behind Safaree and was now staring Webb down. This was a whole new side of him that she didn't like. The fact he could so boldly call her a ho as if she wasn't standing there made her mad.

"Nobody was creeping, son. Nothing has happened between us that we ain't talked about. You acting different cause you see a real nigga in her life? You want her back? That's what it is?"

Webb chuckled as he placed his hand under his desk. Safaree had been told Webb about Nicki and him. Then he was like fuck her and all kinds of shit, but now that he really saw that Safaree was feeling her feeling her, he wasn't having that.

"You got a lot of nerve ho."

"You got one more time to call me a ho before you get fucked up in your own shit."

"Oh, so this nigga got you feeling yourself like you can talk crazy to me."

"No, but you've lost your fucking mind thinking you gone keep disrespecting me like  I'm not standing right here."

She laughed as her body temperature rose. She wanted to fuck him up right now, but she knew Webb and the shit that was in his desk. He lifted his hand and placed the steel on the table then sat down.

"Ya'll think ya'll gone play me? Naw, ya'll both got the game fucked up."

"You're that mad that you'd kill us?"

"Ya'll niggas betrayed me and that's why ya'll not leaving out of here alive."

Nicki huffed knowing Webb wasn't going to do a damn thing to her. Safaree knew differently though and if he didn't think quick they would both be in body bags. He grabbed her hand and squeezed it before looking at her. She had this smug look on her face as if she knew something he didn't. 

"Webb, do it. I dare you."

"Nic?"

"You're so mad because I actually moved on. Do it!"

"Don't temp me bitch!

"You won't do shit. We betrayed you, but you knew exactly what was going on when I moved in with him! You didn't give a fuck then why all of sudden you care?"

"Stop fucking talking."

"It's because you see him doing shit for me, you could never do, you see me doing shit I never done with you... You love this! Your punk ass is fucking jealous. You've always been jealous of him and now you're jealous of us, bitch ass.."

Safaree pushed Nicki to the floor as Webb aimed to shoot at her. Her heart dropped, but her mind went straight to where she knew the other gun was. She crawled over to it as Webb continued to try to aim and shoot at her. She reached behind the bottom book shelf and grabbed the gun and threw it over at Safaree as a bullet hit the pot next to her. Safaree grabbed the gun and stood up quickly and pointed it at Webb, who kept his aim on Nicki.

"Put it down, SL man... Put it down!"

"Webb, don't play like you don't know I can kill you with one bullet to the head and get off a free man. Stop aiming at my lady and be a man and aim it at me."

"Faree.."

"Nic."

He answered her without looking. He knew what he was doing. Him and Webb both learned to shoot guns early together, but like now, he was always messy with his aim. Webb dropped the gun and Safaree went over and grabbed it. He threw them over in the bin by the door and stepped over to Webb, who was crying.

"Yo, I didn't know ya'll was really trying to make a one-night stand into a relationship, yo."

"I told you, I never fucked her and you knew in your heart I wanted her to myself, Webb stop trying to act like the signs weren't there."

Nicki stood to her feet and walked over to where they stood and wrapped her arm around Safaree. He kissed her forehead then looked at his friend.

"Webb? The world ain't over... I'm still gone have your back.. Just calm down."

"I'm cool, congrats my friend. You got you a good woman, treat her right."

"I plan to if she let me."

He looked at her and she rolled her eyes. She wasn't ready to give him an answer. He wasn't getting one either, so she looked the other way ignoring him. He chuckled then looked back at his friend who was sitting in the chair now just looking like a sad puppy. Nicki turned on her toes as she followed behind Safaree, who grabbed the bin with the guns and carried them out with him.

"What are you doing with those?"

"I'm going to clean them, get a search done on them then turn them into the police."

"Won't you look suspicious..."

"It would be suspicious if I let you do it, everyone knows I'm a good guy."

"What are you saying about me?"

"You're a bad ass girl."

He chuckled at her face turning up as if he had offended her. She bust out laughing with him as he walked her to her car. She looked up at him then patted his hand that was on her open door. She sat down and let him close the door for her. She rolled her window down and leaned back a little on her arm rest.

"Thank You."

"I'd lay my life on the line for you."

"That's why your last relationship didn't last, stop being such a soft ass and moving so fast."

"Damn, hurt a coon's feelings."

"Whatever, get off my car."

"Gimme a kiss."

"You're good."

"Your hero can't get a kiss?"

"My hero, shouldn't have been playing me these last few weeks. Pay backs a bitch."

"What?"

He asked stepping back as she started her car.

"You owe me until then the answer is no."

"I guess, you'll be waiting then."

"Oh."

He nodded then stepped all the way back. She finger waved him back over and he smiled walking over and bending into the car with his lips puckered. She smiled then grabbed the letters out of her purse and smashed them against his face. She laughed as he stepped back grabbing the papers then she pulled out of the lot and headed back to her house.

Safaree crept into the house and walked over to her room. He pushed the door open and watched her sleep for a few minutes. It was dark in her room, but the light coming from the bathroom. He stepped inside and took off his shoes and sat them neatly by the door. He looked up and she was still sleeping. He placed the flowers down on the dresser near the door then pulled off his jacket and placed it on the dresser after picking up the flowers. He looked over at her, to see she had turned over on her side with one hand under the pillow and the other between her legs. He chuckled as he walked over the bed and got in next to her. He put his hand on her thigh and squeezed it a little, but she didn't move a muscle besides her chest rising and falling from her breathing.

"Nic, baby."

She placed her hand that was between her legs over his mouth and shook her head. He laughed then placed his hand on her face and rubbed it until her eyes fluttered open. She simply smiled realizing it was him. She closed her eyes then placed her hand on his chest and pulled on his shirt. He scooted as close as he could get without her moving. She lifted her leg and placed it over his side.

"These are yours."

He put the flowers in her face and she smiled again not opening her eyes this time. She reached up and took them out of his hand and smelled them. She placed them down between them and grabbed his hand and put it on her hip then put her hand on his face. He chuckled at her being weird. 

"You stayed out all night?"

"You questioning me like I'm your woman?"

"You could be.."

"I don't want to be."

"Stop playing yo."

"Who said I'm playing? I told you..."

"I'll do it right, just say you'll be my lady."

"Why should I?"

"Nicki...."

She laughed, grabbed the flowers and placed them on the nightstand behind her. She pushed him back onto the bed and laid on top of him. He wrapped his arms around her and sighed as she scratched at his sides.

"Yo, stop with your long ass nails."

"When are you going to take me on a date?"

"I don't date women that ain't my girl."

"Really?"

"For real, I had everything planned out and now you playing hard to get. I like it. Naw, I love it."

She leaned her head back to where her head was in the crock of his neck. She kissed his neck as she pushed up more on his body. He grabbed her hands and held them as she got comfortable on him then started back kissing his neck. He squeezed her hands and tried moving his neck away from her, but she attached her teeth to his neck and sucked on his neck.

"You a vampire.. Yo. Get off me."

"Stop, I'm trying to seduce you."

"I'm a lady, I only give my man this dick."

She bust out laughing at his voice going high pitch. He began laughing with her as he turned over making her slid to the bed. She grabbed his arm and wrapped it around her body.

"I'll give you an answer on Monday... Night."

"After you get out of your model gig thing with Tamry? That means no."

He huffed looking down at their legs being intertwined. She grabbed his face and looked at him. He diverted his eyes to the top of the bed and she slapped the back of his head. He looked at her as if she were crazy.

"You better look at me when I'm bout to talk to you."

"What?"

"You got an attitude? Get out my bed."

"Naw, Naw, Chill, Ma."

"That's what I thought. Monday night, got it."

"That's in four days!"

"So, will there be a problem."

"You better make these pre-plans worth it!"

"You need to stop with that premature shit before I hurt your feelings worse than Lily."

"You ain't Leslie though... This is right."

He stated kissing her lips, neck then forehead. They laid there talking as the day was beginning. After they got up and decided to start their days, later than everyone else, Nicki cussed him out about the passion marks he left on her neck and he laughed it off. She didn't find it funny at all. She grabbed her make up kit and began covering it up.

"You left three big ones on me! Why you upset about that little one."

"Because your dirty neck ass can't see your hickies."

"Yo, that's foul... I wasn't too dirty, ya mouth was on me."

"Go do some lawyer shit and get out my face."

"I got a new case, want to hear it."

"No."

"Well, this girlfriend, well soon to be girlfriend and her soon to be boyfriend were chilling and she got mad because he didn't go on a a few dates with her, you think she would settle for ten first dates if they got together on Monday night?"

She smirked at his cleverness and shook her head at him. She looked through the mirror at him as he stood staring at her applying make up to the spot.

"Maybe, is he gone show up?"

"He'll pick her up in his Red Lamborghini every date night at 8pm on time."

"I think she'll settle for that."

"Positive?"

"We'll have to see on Monday."

She replied as she walked pass him out the bathroom. He laughed as he followed her out the door.

Butterfly Weeks II

[Next Week]

[February 1- 7]

Nicki looked over herself in the mirror one more time. Candi and TT were at her house helping her pick out an outfit. She had been waiting for this day since she got the note. It had been her main focus since she didn't get to see him at the meetings and at her appearances. She was modeling for an Adult Clothing line that sold dance outfits. So, she did interviews and appearances for them because she is their face. She looked back at her friends who shook their heads no at the simple black top with jeans that she had on. She huffed then stomped away from them. This had been the sixth outfit she tried on and they still didn't like it.

"What am I suppose to wear? I only have an hour before I have to go."

"What about the shorts with the overall straps and the halter top. That's cute."

"I don't want to meet up with him dressed like that. Forget it, I'll just wear some sweats and a tank top."

"Best outfit you will put on tonight."

"Whatever."

"It's so romantic that he's taking you to your favorite park."

"Remember when Nicki first met Derek."

"HA, she liked him so much and he dumped her."

They both fell out laughing as Nicki rolled her eyes at them. Nicki lifted her shirt over her head and pulled the white tank over her head. She snatched the pants off and pulled the sweat pants up and fixed the pants legs over her feet. She walked over to her bed and pulled out her shoe box. She grabbed her timberland and put them on. 

"I don't even understand how you dealt with that fool for two years."

"Who?"

"Sir, Webster."

"He promised me different from what I had. You know, I can't front like when I lived with Safaree, I still wanted Webb because even though it wasn't really real.. He showed me more attention than Safaree did."

"Safaree wasn't and isn't your man, so why would he have?"

"I don't know."

She shrugged as she stood in the mirror putting on her oversized bamboos. She grabbed the matching sweatsuit jacket and put it on. She checked herself out again in the mirror then looked back at them. They got up and followed her out the door. They were going with her because Ty had brought over a note earlier that day telling her to bring company. She didn't understand why because he would be there with her. 

"I'm in love with your house, I don't know why you didn't get it with your first check."

"You still ain't told us why you lived with Safaree so long when you been had money."

"I was afraid, to be honest. You guys weren't afraid of moving into you guys own places alone?"

"Yeah, but it was freedom and just knowing we had our own shit."

"Well, that's how I feel now, but not then. Hell, I was still hoping that Webb would come his dumb ass around."

"Woah, Miss Too In Love With Webb is calling him a dumb ass? Can I record that on my phone.? Say it again."

Candi laughed at TT's extraness. Nicki laughed along with them as they road towards the city and she parked her car. They caught a cab and road down into Queens. They all sat in the back of the cabby laughing and talking shit about their exes. 

"What are you going to do about Safaree?"

"I think you should make him wait longer... Like? Bitch, he fucked up. I want to fight that bitch for you."

"You don't even know her, hell I don't even know her."

"Sit down firecracker, but real shit you should make him beg for it."

"You got the power."

"So you guys want me to turn around?"

"No, bitch.. Lets see what's going on."

They pulled up outside the park. Ty was standing there and handed the Cab driver enough to pay for six rides there and back. He escorted them to a table where they sat down facing a screen. It was big like at a cinema. He came back to the table with a basket in one hand and a remote in the hand.

"This is for you ladies and this is for you. Press play when you're ready. Mr. Samuels said to enough the show and he hopes you like it."

"Where is he?"

"At home."

He simply replied before leaving them to the basket and large screen. She looked at them then at the basket, the screen and the remote. She decided to open the basket first and there was a plate with a note on top of it. She grabbed the plate as Candi grabbed the note with her nosey self. 

"Your favorite dish & dessert. Enjoy and Ty will take you home."

"What are we watching?"

"Let's find out."

Nicki pressed play and they began opening the food as the previews played. Nicki smiled at the Curry Chicken, rice, peas, red velvet cake and an Apple Snapple. There was more food for them that was chicken, curry & jerk sauce, oxtails, rice and peas with pound cake. There was a pitcher of water and tea to go along with it. Nicki was all smiles as they waited for the movie to start.

"Nic, this better not be no sextape... Cause...."

"We haven't even gotten that far and you'd enjoy it anyways."

"Just to see if that nigga got a big..."

"Candi!"

"Just saying, T."

They all looked up towards the screen when his voice startled them from the speakers that were sat at the other end of the table.

"Nicki, yo, I know you love pictures and shit, so I made you a video of pictures and videos. I hope you're with some friends and family or whatever when you watching this. I know you thought I was gone be there, but nah... I'm working on the next thing. Watch every minute of it and don't be crying like no little girl, man up."

He laughed then rubbed his hands together as he smiled into the camera.

"This is pretty boy Lloyd & I'm out."

The video had videos of her dancing on tour, behind the scene videos of her being goofy and annoying him while he was sleep. There was a cute little video of them not too long ago riding on a two person bike. He was behind her as they both stirred into different directions. He was pointing at the beach sign and she was pointing towards the food. She was hungry and he was playing talking about going to the beach on a cold New York night. She smiled when he finally gave in and turned his handle the way she was going.

There was loads of pictures of her dancing on stage, there was even ones where she use to dance at Dip's night club/bar and pictures of her and Faree. It was the cutest video she'd ever seen and she loved it. When it was done then screen went black then pink. White words came up on the screen and all three of the read it aloud.

"Next Saturday. Wear all pink and go to your favorite restaurant and take Ty with you. Nobody else, but him."

"What he trying to say?"

"Candi, shut up."

They all laughed as Ty reappeared with keys in his hand and an arm for Nicki to grab. The girls linked arms and they all walked back to the car to head home.

[The Week After]

[February 8-14]

Nicki laughed then threw a balloon at Dip that was filled with water. It popped and they both fell out laughing as she dropped with water. Nicki was messing with everyone in the office and had wet everyone with water balloons including Paula, who was so mad about it. Today was chill day as they went over money and spending. Of course, Safaree wasn't there and no-one would tell her where he was. She was worried, but she just let it go because asking everyone was dead now. 

"No!"

She shouted as Dip, Dave and Paula came marching into her office with water balloons. They began attacking her as she ran across the office to the bathroom dripping wet. She slammed the door, but couldn't lock it and they all piled in and continued throwing balloons at her. She laughed and tried getting out, but they had her surrounded until they ran out balloons.

Hours later, Nicki had dried off and changed clothes. She walked into Dips office and sat on her desk. They both sat in silence as Dip held her finger up indicating that she was on the phone. She was listening as the person was saying something then she um huhed then hung up.

"What are you doing on Valentine's Day?"

"That's when... Friday?"

"No, Saturday."

"Hopefully I get to see, Faree. Why?"

"Oh, we're all going out to Atlantic City for the weekend."

"That's not fair! Go another weekend."

"We will with you."

Dip laughed at the pout on her face. She folded her arms and batted her eyelashes.

"Nic, whatever. So where you going?"

"To this Jamaican Spot in Brooklyn."

"That's where he said... To meet him?" Dip looked at her confused. "He hasn't stepped foot into Brooklyn since he was sixteen."

"Well, that's where we're meeting and why not?"

"He'll let you know, I guess that's why ya'll are meeting there right?"

"I guess so."

[The Day] 

Ty had come over early in the morning and made breakfast. Nicki was exhausted as she made her way down the stairs. She had been out all night the night before with her girls. She looked down the stairs and called out to him. He placed the fork down and walked to the bottom of the stairs.

"Nicki?"

"I'm not going."

"Get ready, girl."

"Can we just do something here!"

"He's already made the reservations for us. Come eat breakfast and get ready for lunch."

Nicki came down the stairs an hour later with her hair curly. She was dressed in shorts and a baby doll top. It was already lunch time and Ty had thrown out the breakfast food. Ty was dressed in jeans and a white t-shirt. 

"Ready to go?"

"Yup."

She answered happily as they walked out to his car. They made the drive to the spot and there was a pink carpet set out for her. She beamed at the thought of seeing right now. She walked in and saw the table set for two but no Safaree. She frowned back at Ty, who just smiled and walked over to the table. He sat across from her and passed her a piece of paper that was folded smally in his hand.

"What's this?"

"A note from Safaree."

I know you want to see me, but

Like you said. I wasn't ready.

I just missed you, but now I'm ready for 

Real. Ty is going to tell you everything

You need and want to know about my family and why I don't speak about them.

"Oh, really.. So you know about this?"

"I know about everything. I'm his right hand man."

"Why can't he tell me?"

"Because unlike him, I'm not emotional about his past."

She shrugged in agreement. She didn't think she could handle him problem shutting down or crying.

"So, why isn't his mother around? Will I ever meet her?"

"She wanted him to do as she said not what was in his heart. They fell out, but they're slowly trying to become close like they were before. And maybe you will, that I may not be able to answer right now."

"Where are his sisters? His nieces?"

"Here in Brooklyn, he flies them out to his home in Philly a lot. He also spends a lot of vacation time with them and they go out to Jamaica."

"Where is he?"

She asked as the food was being placed on the table. She smiled at the plate of roti and cheese with extra beef stuffed inside like she liked it. He was good at catering to her every need without even being there. She loved his love. 

"He's home."

"Where is that?"

"I just told you."

"Ty."

"Nicki."

She huffed then stuff food into her mouth as she listened to Ty talk about the day that Safaree's father had died to the day that Safaree had finally just given up trying to get his mother to understand why he hadn't given up the riches even the home that destroyed their family.

Nicki laid in bed that night and thought about everything and how she had learned about him. She found a new peace within herself about him. She now understood why he lived in the house alone for so long and to know that he was trying to better his relationship with his mother because of her made her even more happy as she fell asleep with all that was on her mind.

[The Next Week]

[February 15-21]


Dip and Candi had come rushing over when Safaree stopped by the club. Candi was banging on the door until Nicki came to it cautiously until she saw them standing by the window peering in at her. I need to get some darker curtains for these nosy asses. She walked up to the door and snatched it open, but they gave her no time to invite them in because they had something to tell her. It was Tuesday, which was her work out day which turned into her chilling on the couch watching the men run back and forth. Candi was all smiles, but didn't speak and the same with Dip. Nicki rolled her eyes knowing that they wanted her to guess or say what.

"Speak bitches."

"So Lloyd came by the club early..."

"Looking more chocolate than ever."

"Anyways, he told us to tell you that you have a date with a beautiful lady tomorrow."

"What? Why didn't he come by here? I'm not going out until he comes and  gets me."

"I guess.."

"I'm for real, I'm tired of playing his game. He better get his self here."

"He knew you would be stubborn and give up, so he told us to tell you, that he loves you and do this for him."

"Aww, he did, but I'm still not going."

"But you'll be meeting his sister."

"His sister?"

"Yup, Shaneequa."

"Why didn't you guys say that?"

"We didn't think you were going to fuss about it."

"EEEEEKKKK, let me go get dressed."


Hours later, Nicki found herself in a mall with his littler sister. She was gorgeous with lots of long hair and beautiful brown skin. She was more beautiful in person than she was on the picture that was on his phone. His sister was a travel agent for Delta and traveled the world learning knew things to report back to Delta. She was two years younger than them and had got her connect with her brothers help straight out of high school and Delta paid for her to go to school.

"Nicki, you're so pretty. I see why my brother gushes over you."

"He does?"

"Yes, all the time, well since like September of last year."

"Your brother isn't so bad looking himself."

"Don't play my brother. You know you're digging him just as much as he's digging you."

Nicki laughed as she grabbed the door of the boutique and they walked in. Nicki admired her toned body, her beautiful clear skin and height even though they were close in comparison to each other. She grabbed Nicki's hand pulled her towards a yellow flowing dress that came to the knees. 

"You should buy this in red."

"Why? I don't like red."

"Safaree does."

"He never said he did, he has black and white cars."

"You're talking about the ones at pop's house? Those aren't his, those are our dad's."

"He doesn't tell you much about us does he?"

"No, he told me that I should get to know you guys myself."

"I'm guessing you've never seen me before this day?"

"No, he has a picture of you guys on his phone."

"Woah, you've touched his holy phone?"

She joked looking over the outfit in front of her on the mannequin. Nicki shrugged then looked at the clothes hanging up on the rack. She was looking back at the red dress and went back to get it. Neeq smiled down at the floor seeing her from the corner of her eye. Neeq liked her and texted Safaree saying how much she did as the continued shopping and getting to know each other.

"Not to be rude, but I'm glad you have you own place and money. Leslie is such a mooch. He was with her for way too long. Where have you been?"

She asked jokingly looking over Nicki. 

"I'm from Queens.. So I been here."

"You look like a Queens girl, high yellow ass."

"Oh my God, seriously? You Brooklyn bitches swear you can spot us."

"Cause we can."

They both bust out laughing in the middle of the store and everyone turned to them.

"Let's go back to my place, so I can cook you a Jamaican oxtail plate and chat."

"You guys are Jamaican?"

"Full blooded, mon."

They laughed at her heavy accent as she spoke in a Jamaican accent.

"I'm from Trinidad. Wow, he never told me."

"And you never told him cause he swears you're an American to the bone."

She stated as they placed there things on the register to check out. They stayed laughing and talking as the girl rung them up and they paid. This was the funniest day Nic had, had in awhile and she would thank them for it later.

[The Last Week]

[February 29- March 6]

Nicki had refused his offer last week and was going to this week, but he had showed up to their recent meetings which was currently going on. Nicki for some reason was irritated by his presence. It was probably because he as ignoring her beautiful existence or the fact he was just sitting there staring at Paula as she walked back and forth lecturing like always. Nicki was bored, irritated and jealous at the moment and didn't hear when she had the floor.

"Onika?"

"Yes!"

She snapped while turning her head towards Dave. He huffed then gestured to the table. She stood up and walked over to the board and flipped the paper back and showed her new ideas to them. While Paula was still trying to get her to do the cigarette ad, the clothing line and the cosmetics line, she was on to other things.

"So before the next tour, I was thinking that we start marketing in bigger areas and expanding to other countries even if I have to put most of the money up."

"Countries? You're talking about thousands of dollars just to travel not even to live."

"That doesn't matter, expanding is what we're trying to do. I can't keep doing things locally and not answering the calls of the men, who ask for me across seas. Dip, tell her."

"Yeah, she's right because when we were doing C&C, they got flown out to London one night for about 2.3Million in US money. Now that she's branched off alone, this could be doubled."

"What you think Lloyd?"

"Whatever she wants to do... She looks like she has a plan, so go with it."

She huffed a little annoyed that he wasn't saying much just going with the flow and if he looked at his phone again, she was ready to snap. He looked up then back off into Safaree's world tuning them out. He had other things on his mind.

"So what businesses are you trying to start?"

"A boutique, in Queens and if it's successful lets go for Brooklyn, Harlem and the City."

"Why don't we start in the City, first?"

"Which ever one would start off with a good look."

"Alright. So what type of clothing will you be selling?"

"Everyday clothing with the focus of dance clothing tho."

"You have a name for this place?"

"Barbz & Beyond. I did want to say Barbie, but I like Barbz better, it isn't too girly and not too regular degular."

"I like it!"

"You think we can get this done before next tour?"

"Of course, Safaree has contacts and I do too. Don't worry about a thing we'll run everything by you as soon as we get everything set up."

Dave stated grabbing his bag, Paula once again was annoyed by her sudden new found attitude, Dip smirked and nodded her head at Nicki taking her advise. After the others left it was just Nicki and Safaree. He stood up and walked over to where she was standing over the table placing her marker and food in her bag. She looked up at him then looked back down at what she was doing.

"Wassup? This how you treat a nigga when he come back?"

"Hmph."

"Nicki, yo, where you going?"

"Move."

She spoke trying to step around him. It was late and she was annoyed with him. She didn't feel like being bothered with him. He gripped her around the waist and held her between his legs as he sat on the edge of the table. She stood in front of him with her eyes closed and lips folded shut. He laughed then let her go.

"You want to be like that, then fine."

"I know it is."

"Man, seriously."

"Bye, Safaree!"

She waved him off and walked out the meeting room. She had every intention on making him wait on her to come back around. She got in her car and there was an envelope on the dashboard. She grabbed it and opened it to his ugly hand writing.

Onika, girl I be thinking about you this while month and a nigga is tired of being friends with his pillows, tired of to a house with no woman to bed, that side of the bed is cold. This month, I wanted to show you, that I was ready. Have I proved it to you or do you need more? I'll do anything to show your crazy ass. I know you love me and I love you too, if not more. You ever seen the way you look at a nigga? Make a nigga whole heart stop or skip a few beats. What's that saying... Oh, yeah.. Love at first sight. I'm not going to lie and say I wasn't instantly attracted to because I was more than attracted to you, I wanted you as mine. Fuck a friendship, fuck my ex, fuck all that past shit and lets make us the present and the future. Baby, will you be my lady?

She smiled hard exposing her dimples after putting the note back in the envelope and putting it in her purse. She wanted to give him an answer right then, but she decided against it. She was going to let him sweat it out until she felt like letting him know her answer. She pushed her visor up over her head before starting her car and headed home. She smiled at the tingling feeling that she hadn't gotten when she first met him coming back full force and caused her to squealed with happiness. He was finally all hers.

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Butterfly Weeks

Dip and Nicki were out shopping again that week. This was the first and last week that Nicki had stayed over at her house and they had been making moves all week and going shopping as if they didn't have things to do. Dip would keep tabs on Nicki and report back to Safaree. It was the end of January and it was time for their business meeting. Of course, everyone would be there and they hoped everything was going to go smoothly. Dip marveled at the dress that Nicki had on. It was a black sleeveless, one shoulder black figure fitting dress that she had dressed up in all gold accessories and a nice gold pump.  She looked up then back down as Dip just stared as if she had seen God for the first time in her life.

"What? You don't like..."

"Bitch, if you weren't like a sis to me, I'd fuck this dress into your skin."

"Oh my... You think he would like it?"

"Bitch, he'd be stupid not to love it."

They both signaled for the girl at the register. Her eyes roamed over Nicki and she smiled admiring her body in the outfit. 

"That looks perfect on you."

"Thanks, I'll take it and any other color of this dress you have."

"Really?"

"Positive."

Dip and Nicki responded. The dress made her feel sexy and the attention she was getting boosted her ego. Actually, this week had changed her for the better. She had finally been able to live on her own and provide for herself. She had even found a condo near the home she bought for her mom. She loved it and had it decorated white and black with lots of pictures of herself on the wall, her family and one of her and Safaree.  

"Dip, we're going to be late... Come on."

"We won't, we'll make it there."

"You sure?"

"Positive, just pay for this stuff and lets go."

Nicki laughed at her now rushing her. Nicki paid for the things and grabbed the bags that had her clothes neatly folded up with a free bag if you spent over 500$ in the store. Nicki walked out the store in the new outfit and every man's head the turned to watch her. Dip laughed as a man bumped into a wall watching her. They got in the car and headed to the meeting that they were now officially late for.

Nicki was irritated that Paula once again had the floor, Safaree wasn't speaking up and Dave and Dip were just sitting there like mules. She stood up and hit her fist on the table getting everyone to turn her way. Paula rolled her eyes and folded her arms across her chest. She didn't too much care for Nicki anymore after their last encounter which Nicki had told her to get the stick out of her ass and stop trying to run everyone else.

"I'm not a fucking product or an object, I don't belong to shit, Paula. And from this day forward everything involving me, needs to be run by me. I'm not doing the People's interview because that's not my thing and it's not my time. The Men's magazine, I'll do and I want a new manager, new style team and accountant."

She stated looking towards Safaree. He nodded his head then wrote it down. She stepped around and headed for the board that Paula had up that was mapped out for the next few weeks, press, interviews and other things.

"I'm not doing any press, none. There's ten interviews, I'm only doing these four, I don't want to be in a cigarette commercial, I'm not promoting that. I'll do the wine commercial and I'll model for the clothing designers. Give him my measurements."

Nicki grabbed her bag and waited for anyone to say something, but none of them said anything just stared at her with amazement. Safaree had a smirk on his face as he wrote down what she had said. He knew she had the boss in her and he loved it. Nicki shrugged then walked over to him and placed her hand on top of his. He looked up masking his smirk with a straight face.

"Meet me."

She grabbed the pen from his hand and wrote down an address. He looked at her to see if she was serious and the look she was giving him read nothing short of seriousness. She placed it back between his fingers then tapped his shoulder. She looked back at everyone else around the table before asking.

"We done or you guys still want to listen to the lecture because I'm out? Safaree be there by 5 or you won't be getting in."

She clutched her purse tightly in her hand as she walked out with Dip following behind her. They both walked down the office building hall towards the elevator. The heels were irritating her feet along with the ringing of Paula's voice. Dumb bitch. She sighed heavily then kicked off her shoe one at a time and quickly stepped into her house shoes that she snatched out of her bag.

"Woah, Miss Feisty, I've never seen you like this before. I like this new you."

"This isn't new, I just let someone muse me for two years too long."

"Webb?"

"Sure."

She answered not really wanting to talk about him to tough. Dip sensed it and didn't question her anymore. They both stepped off the elevator and walked down the first row of cars then made a quick left towards Nicki's Pink G35. Once both were situated Dip began a conversation that they both weren't expecting.

"What changed you? You never been the boss leveled girl you are now."

"A good guy wanting more for me than for himself and at the same time, I'm ready to be on my own and have my own, so I don't have to depend on a nigga no more."

"Is that why you moved into your own place?"

"No, I moved in to my own place because now I can finally afford to do so and it's a new found freedom."

"I like your mind. You remind me of me."

"You? I'm far from you.."

"In the mind, you aren't. What I do with my business, you aren't too far behind, but you aren't ready for the stuff I do."

"Really?"

"Really, better ask your boy."

"Who? Faree.. Please, he's so sweet."

"You really don't know that man.."

Dip laughed while looking over at her puzzled face. 

"Safaree ain't always been the man he is today. He sweet on the ladies, but he's always been a one woman man."

"What does that mean?"

"How do you think he knows how to flip money? It ain't cause he was a cute little rich kid with a silver spoon in his mouth. His Dad was King of Crack and moving weights."

"What?!"

Nicki came to a halt in the middle of the street then made a whole U-turn because she had missed their street. Dip laughed weirdly as the car began moving slowly down the right street. Nicki looked over at her then stopped completely.

"Why doesn't he talk about his father?"

"The same reason none of us do. Nan raised us and that's our father. Back in the day, it was Safaree, Webb, Dave and I.. Leslie and Paula didn't come in until we were in high school selling crack to the other high schoolers and shit."

"Really? Safaree selling..."

"He was the best at it and most of the time all he had to do was smile that damn smirk." She shook her head. "My Dad was King of the Mafia, who sold drugs to his dad and that's how we became cool. They wanted us to marry, but I liked girls even then and he was cool with us being friends. We family."

"How did you start all these businesses tho?"

"That was the plan, always... Girl, drive."

Nicki laughed and started the car back up and headed towards Dip's house.

"Safaree wanted to be on top of shit like his father, but legally.. So he found ways to make the money flip were it couldn't be tracked down and the FEDs couldn't take none the shit he bought for his family. I on the other hand was too deep in, I'm a Mafia princess and that's with you forever even if you're clean."

"So you're clean? You still get him to flip your money tho?"

"Because I'm not clean."

She tapped her nose and chuckled. Dip was as dirty as they got. The Mafia money and riches were deep rooted into her mind, that wasn't the life she was giving up. By the eleventh grade her and Safaree had decided to go to school to be lawyers just to trick the system, but things changed once they got there. One of them had to be clean in case of a bust down and because Safaree had family and a new fiancé they decided on him. Everything had been good since then, but Webb was still heavy in the game and trying to keep them down with him. Neither of them pressured into it and kept their eyes on the plan at hand without him. 

"Lloyd's a good dude don't get me wrong, but he ain't up for talking too much about his past and family."

"He'll come around, Nan told me."

Dip simply nodded because she couldn't say  Nan was wrong. Nan was a reader and she knew people, if anything better than they knew themselves. They pulled up outside of Dip's house and sat in silence before she spoke up before getting out of the car.

"I might show you a few things or more about business and when to stick your hand in and take what's yours,"

"I'm all ears."

They both laughed as she shut the door. Nicki backed out the drive way and raced down the street towards her home. She had two hours to get ready for her visitor.

Nicki was laying on her stomach on top of him as they stared at each other. Nicki wanted to show him her new place and all the pictures. He hated the picture of them because he looked upset in it, but she adored it. She ended up cooking for them both then they watched movies and snacked. 

"Nicki, yo, move your leg off my dick."

"Small balls, I didn't even feel anything on my leg."

"Right."

He stated as she smirked while pulling herself up on his body. He laughed at her looking like a small child on his chest as she looked up at him with her big browns. He rubbed through her hair and kissed her forehead.

"I'm glad you let me come."

"You said you were ready. I'm surprised it was so soon."

"It's been a week and nigga was going nuts not being able to call you up until I was fully ready. Where we at tho?"

"Friends. You owe me, I'm not forgiving that easy. Plus, you aren't ready. You just missed me."

"For real?"

"For real."

"I'm a show you."

"I'll believe it when I see it."

She yawned then wrapped her arms securely around his neck and with in second all he could hear was her light breathing. He rubbed a finger against her jaw and looked down into her soft face. He shifted then moved over to the side gently letting her slid onto her bed. He grabbed his keys and slid on his shoes. He kissed her forehead then took a piece of receipt paper out of his pocket and wrote a note:

I left through the back door.

I'll see you in a couple of weeks.

I'm going to show you, I'm ready.

For real this time.

[The Week After] 

[January 25- 31]

Monday was a drag that morning in Nicki's house. She was doing a phone interview about what inspired her to market and dance at bars and such across the nation. The interview was going well, as Nicki's manager,  Brittany and PR, Tom sat next to her kind of coaching her on what to say and what not to say. To simply keep it short with these interviewers because they could twist things. After she was done with the interviews she looked down at her personal phone and sighed. He hadn't called in a week and it was annoying her that he didn't spend the night last time they were together. She had read the note, but wasn't expecting him to go MIA. He wasn't returning her calls, text or pages. That was annoying and upsetting her.  She couldn't go over to his place because he hadn't been there since she left and the condo was just temporary so she didn't know where he was.

"Still no call?"

"No, I'm worried.. I didn't mean to run him off."

"You didn't, he'd be crazy to run from you, he may just be taking some..."

They both looked towards the door as the bell began ringing. The person at the door kept ringing it until she got to the door. There was a man with a dark beard and a straw hanging out of his mouth. She kept the door closed and talked to him from behind it.

"Who are you?"

"This is a Sing-A-Gram for Onika Maraj."

"Huh?"

She looked out to see four more black guys come around the corner and start humming some country song. She bust out laughing from behind the door then opened it to see if there was someone else out there. They smiled then the tune changed and they began singing a harmonized version of All My Life by K- Ci & Jo Jo. She was amused to say the least as the older black guy took pictures of her then placed his camera down around his neck. He removed the fake beard and straw from his mouth to show a finely cut older guy.

"This is for you."

He passed her a card and she opened it right away. There was a sketch on the card of her and Safaree when they were in the carriage. She awed before opening it and finding an invitation on it.

At midnight be at the Park

On the fourth day of the second month.

Your favorite park.

Catch a cab and don't wear heels.

    - SLS

Realize

Safaree lifted up his leg as he sat on the gym bike. He adjusted the speed and began pedaling and watching the door for his guest to appear. He got up to 35 miles per hour and slowed down the sped back up to go up another five. He pulled off his top and threw it on the floor. His nerves were kicking in just like the first time he had encountered her in the seventh grade. When love was innoncent and they both were pure. That summer was the first time he had bust and the first time he had popped a cherry. He could remember that night like it was yesterday.. One of the only memories he actually didn't forget or force to the back of his mind. He was startled from his flashback at the sound of her voice close to his ear. 

"Hi, Baby."

"Hi, Leslie."

He slowed the bike down the reached over and hugged her tightly. She smiled as she rubbed his back before he pulled away. He stepped over the bottom of the bike, grabbed his shirt and followed behind her to the showers. He turned on the water in one of them then stepped inside of it and closed the curtain as she stood outside of it and leaned against it waiting for him to get out. He threw his bottoms out of the curtain then began speaking to her.

"Nice flight?"

"Better than usual. Where we having lunch at?"

"Marcus' spot. I was thinking we'd have some chicken fredo like old times, cool?"

"Great."

She answered as he stepped out in a towel. He looked her over then headed towards the locker room with her following close behind. He sat down on the bench in front of his locker and unlocked the lock then pulled out his change of clothes. He pulled his boxers up over his leg and to his knees before qstanding and letting the towel drop. Leslie stared at his manly penis then looked up at him. He shook his head then fixed his briefs and pulled his pants up over his waist. She reached out and touched his leg then pulled him towards her. She leaned forward and kissed his clothed package.

"Remember when I first gave you top in high school."

He looked down at her and pushed her head back. She continued to grab at him as she reached for his zipper and unzipped his pants. He shook his head no then stepped back, but she grabbed his pants rim and yanked him forward. She pushed the briefs a little and out popped his large friend. He yanked back and hopped back quickly.

"Yo, calm down... I'm not fucking you."

"You don't have to, right now. I want to make you remember how good I am."

"I don't need to alright, can we just talk first before all this."

She nodded then picked up his shirt and handed it to him. He snatched it out of her hand and in that moment, he remembered exactly why they were together. She always needed sex and if he really thought about it, she had always been like that even when they were together. Those thoughts made it much easier to let her go. He put on his watch then his fitted and grabbed her hand. She smiled happily as they made their way through the gym where everyone watched them.

Leslie had driven a cab to the gym from the airport, so they were currently in Safaree's car on the way to the restaurant. She kept staring at him as he focused on the road. She was still madly in love him and wanted to work it out because she was changed and ready to be married. She could look at him and see that he was still angry with her, but she had planned on getting him over that and had the perfect way to do so. She placed her hand on his and he looked over at her then back at the road. He shook her hand off of his and huffed. He was ready to get this over with. Why the fuck did even want to meet with her? What the fuck kind of crack was I smoking even entertaining her shit again? It was the fear of him actually moving on with Nicki without having closure with Leslie. He had brushed her under the rug back then and tried to keep her there, but he knew that was no way to handle what happen between them. 

He pulled up into the restaurant and took out the wad of money that he had stashed in his car. He smiled at the stash area being one that Nicki taught him about. He laughed at her knowing how to stash money better than him. Leslie looked at him strangely then shook it off. As they both climbed out of the car and walked into the restaurant where they were seated at their old hang out spot. She sat close and waited for the food that she knew he had already ordered. He looked over at her and put his hand around her like when they were just friends. She frowned and lowered his hand, but he put it back over her shoulder.

"So, what did you want to talk about?"

"Us, Leslie."

She smiled big, but it quickly faded away.

"There is no, us... Anymore and never will be again."

"Who is she?"

"Huh?"

"The look you use to give me was the look you got when you were messing around in the car. Who is she?"

"Is that important, right now? 

"She's the reason you're changing your mind about us giving it another try."

"No, YOU'RE the reason, I've changed my mind. You're a sex addict, Leslie."

"I'm not tho, I only want you! I've only wanted you."

"Then why you fuck all them other niggas?"

"Because you weren't there! We were suppose to go to school together, we were suppose to have a family by now, you weren't suppose to leave me when I needed you the most!"

She cried wiping her face with the napkin that was on the table in front of her. She looked off trying to gather herself, but broke down again.

"You know what it's like trying to feel what you first had? You were my perfect, I fucked up, trying to find it in those other guys until I could have you again, but don't leave me again please?"

He shook his head then looked at her. Her face was really red with her mascara running down her face. He could see the truth in her face and she was telling it, but that didn't stop her from being addicted to sex. If he wasn't around at her every back and call, she'd fuck someone else for the satisfaction. 

"Leslie, you need help... Not me. I'm sorry, I did this to you. I shouldn't have taken your cherry before you were ready.. Mentally or whatever."

"Safaree, please..."

"You're good, I'll call you later about a program. You'll realize it isn't me that you want."

He kissed her cheek as the waiter came back with their favorite dishes when they were young. Her lobster tail with mash potatoes and his chicken wing platter with extra everything from fries to veggies. He placed a fifty dollar tip in the waiters hand and told him to get her a cab straight to the nearest hotel near the airport. He got in his car and headed towards his house. He kept glancing at his watch and looking up at the road. He had twenty minutes to get to a fifty minute drive to his house from there. Shit, I'm not... Oh. He thought as he grabbed his phone.

"Samuels &...Maraj Residents?"

"Ty, it's Lloyd... Do me a favor!"

"What is it?"

"Stall Nic, I need her there.. I'm still in NY.."

"Why? You didn't.."

"Not now, Ty, come on please."

"Got you."

He replied before hanging up. Living on the city lines of New York was really an obstacle right now. He knew her friends would probably be there, but it really didn't matter. He was going 120mph in a 45mph street zone. He turned onto the Highway and continued swerving and speeding towards his destination where hopefully she was still there.

Nicki was in her room packing up her clothes when Ty came in with juice, almonds and a movie. She frowned as he sat down on the bed with the tray on the nightstand. She sat down on the edge of the bed and looked at him without saying a word. She didn't know how she felt about leaving him, he was a good friend to her.

"You could always stay here with me."

"Will Safaree still be here?"

He smirked a little then sighed and grabbed the almonds. He passed them to her and she began eating them like they were going to jump out of her hand. He could tell she probably hadn't been doing much eating or was just hungry that minute. 

"You need to talk to him. You and I, both, know he's afraid... This Leslie shit was just stupid on his part, but it may bring something more clear to the table."

"Like what? That he isn't over her? That I wasted my time on him?"

"No, that maybe he wasn't going in the right direction. Home is here with you."

"Obviously it's not. He didn't even care enough to make it right."

"Are you sure?"

He asked knowingly. She stuffed more almonds in her mouth then stood up to go pack some more things into her bag. She came across a picture of them on the rooftop at the condo. It was beautiful because he was looking at her and she was looking at the camera. It was the last day of the tour and everyone wanted to go out and celebrate, but Nicki had decided to cook for everyone and they loved it. That was the first night, one of his friends had told him to wife her. She smiled, but frowned at the sound of Ty's voice breaking her from the memory.

"Don't be mad at him forever... You guys are best friends & this is a new year. That was last year."

"Just a month ago tho."

"Okay, well let's talk about..."

"I don't want to leave, I want him to realize that it's us that are meant to be."

"You don't think...."

"I know that?"

She looked up to see him standing in her doorway. He rubbed his hands together then licked his lips before approaching her. He grabbed her cheek and rubbed it as tears fell down her face. Why the fuck am I crying?

"Nicki, it's a lot with being your man and it's a lot with being my girl. I'm not trying to rush us and I don't want to slow us down either, but we're moving too fast. You aren't really ready and neither am I. I don't want to be your Webb replacement and I don't want you to be Leslie's rebound or whatever. Sitting at the table across from her made me realize that I'm sending love letters to the wrong girl. It's you I want, but there's a time for us..."

"When is that?"

"I'll let you know."

"Another seven months?"

"Nicki." He laughed. "This is what I'm talking about. Webb gave you exactly what you wanted and I'm doing the same, I don't want you to have to depend on me because that's what you're used to.. Even if you move, just be in arms distance."

"You want me to leave?"

"I didn't, but on my way here.. I thought about how I was just being Webb in a pretty boy way tho."

She smiled then pulled him closer. He wrapped his arm around her and they began kissing. She lifted up on her toes and sighed against his lips. He pecked her lips again then they looked at her stuff that was packed.

"I'm moving in with Dip. I'll be there until you're ready."

"I'll be over tomorrow to pick you up."

"No, I'll see you, when you're ready."

He looked confused at her, but her face showed she was serious. She turned around and pulled away from him. She grabbed her purse and the bag she had packed. She understood what he was saying and it was exactly what Nan had told her the day she ran to her crying. You just have to deal with the cards that are given to you, you can't play what you don't have and you don't play the best cards before it's time. Safaree was her best card and she was his and right now was time for them to be played. He walked her out to the car and helped her put her bag in the trunk.

"Don't have another bitch in my room."

"Yes, ma'am."

"I'm not playing with you."

"I gotchu."

"Call me tonight before you go to bed."

"Can I get a kiss."

"No."

She answered laughing. He leaned into the car window and she kissed his lips then his cheek. He smirked as she pushed him back then drove out of the drive way. The next few weeks were going to be interested for the both of them.