ADDICTED TO HIM II Read Free Page B

stuff. I really hope she’s ok.
    I stood back for a second and tried to figure out what I wanted to do with this place next, when I felt my phone buzz in my pocket.
    Amere: Tamia I really am sorry.
    Tamia: I know.
    Amere: Can I see you?
    Tamia: No
    Amere: Why not?
    Amere: cuz u wit dat nigga?!!!
    I slid my phone in my pocket because this nigga has some nerve! How the fuck he gone cheat on me when we were together, have a baby on me, fuck my best friend, and then try to get back with me? I swear, I don’t understand the logic behind some people’s thinking.
    Rashard: how’s it going beautiful?
    Tamia: everything is everything
    Rashard: whats wrong miss lady?
    Tamia: nothing.
    Rashard: I’ll be there in a few minutes.
    I have no idea how Rashard always knows when something is bothering me. I’m normally pretty good at hiding how I feel but his ass really sees right through the bullshit!
    Instead of standing around mad at the nerve of a nigga I’m never going to be with again, I decided to finish working. I look around and notice some of the girls that worked here are arriving. I’m glad too because I had no idea what they looked like.
    I walked up to a skinny dark skin chick and checked her out. She had on a loose fitting tank top shirt with some black shorts that said carte blanche on the back of them. How tacky is that shit? I looked around and noticed the other girls had on the same thing. “Excuse me. I’m Tamia. What’s your name?” I asked the chick I was checking out.
    “Goldie,” she responded dryly and my mouth dropped. I watched her walk away, like no this extra black ass bitch don’t call herself Goldie! What’s really going on here?
    I don’t know how long I was standing there but Candy approached me giggling, which snapped me out of my trance. “What did she say to you?” Candy asked.
    “Now Candy, ya’ll know ya’ll wrong for calling that bitch Goldie!” I said as Candy cracked up with laughter. She was in tears bending over and everything. I’m standing here looking crazy because I didn’t see a damn thing funny about this bitch who is as dark as Blade, calling herself Goldie!
    “Come on girl. Let me introduce you to the girls,” she said still chuckling. As we walked into the dressing room, I was surprised that it looked nice. Candy and I walked to the front of the room and I waited as she cleared her throat.
    “Is she a new girl?” Blade, I mean Goldie asked, which caused Candy to glare at her. Goldie completely ignored her as she gave me the once over.
    “Listen up ladies! This is Tamia and she will be hosting Deuce’s Party tonight. Raphael has given her free reign so what she says goes. I’m sure she won’t make you do anything you aren’t comfortable with. If she tells you to do something you don’t want to do, don’t come to me because I respect her judgement and I’m going to back her decisions. Are we crystal?” Candy asked.
    “Clear,” the girls said in unison.
    “Good. Tamia, the floor is yours,” Candy said to me then took a step back.
    I’ve never been so nervous in my life. Here I am, standing in front of five girls waiting on me to give orders that I haven’t thought of yet. “I’d like for you to stand, state your name, and spin slowly for me one at a time,” I spoke clearly.
    “The fuck is this, an Uncle Luke video audition or something?” Goldie asked.
    “Do it or take your extraterrestrial black ass home! I’m a female but ain’t no bitch in my blood sweetie, so please don’t let the size fool ya!” I snapped on her. See, with bitches like her, you have to nip that shit in the bud quick before her attitude spread like wildfire and all these bitches will be talking crazy.
    She didn’t respond, which was a good thing. She stood up “I’m Goldie” and turned around slowly. She was skinny, dark skinned, and her hair looked like it needed to be washed. She had it in a ponytail like she didn’t work at a fucking club! She had small breasts and