deep in it.
She stepped into her office and gasped as she closed the door behind her.
“These are absolutely beautiful!” She yelled, bending down to smell the orange and white dipped roses. Denise removed the card and read it.
Every opportunity I get to make you smile I’m going to take it.
Love, DJ
Awe, he shouldn’t have , she thought while dialing his number.
“Hey baby,” he answered.
“DJ! These roses are beautiful, baby. Thank you!”
“What?! Somebody’s sending you roses, Denise? Let me find out!” He laughed.
“Cut it out,” she chuckled
“You’re welcome sweetheart and I mean t every word I said. I owe you so much.”
“You don’t owe me anything. You r love and affection is repayment enough,” she admitted. “So, how’s your day going?”
“It’ s going. I just got off the phone with this singer who wants me to remix her single.”
“Really?”
“Yeah. She wants me to use one of my upcoming artists.”
“That’s great!”
“Yeah, it’s a good look. What about you? How’s your day?”
“My day is going good. I just finished my meeting with Ted and now I’m about to work on these articles. Pray that I can get them done.”
“You’ll get them done. I have faith in you love. So, I’ll see you tonight for dinner, right?”
“Promptly at 8. Oh, we’re supposed to have our business meeting tomorrow, but can we do it next week?”
“ Yeah, that’s cool. Hey, baby. I gotta go. Kane’s buzzing in and I have to get this track done before I fly out on Friday. Call if you need me. I love you.”
“I love you, too.”
Denise sat back in the chair and turned on her computer. She began typing one of the articles due while chanting to herself. Believe it and you can achieve it. I can do all things through Christ who strengthens me.
CHAPTER TWO
“Hey, we’re gonna do the ad -libs real quick while you're still 5 houred up,” DJ said pressing the talk back button.
“A’ight,” Kane replied.
“I’ma run it back. You ready?”
Kane shook his head.
“A’ight. Let’s go!”
DJ pumped his hand to the beat while reciting some of the lyrics. When Kane finished he draped the headphones on the hook and opened the door.
“It feels like hell in there! Is the air on?”
“The air’s always on,” DJ laughed. “It’s your nerves, Kane. Just relax.”
Kane sat down in the chair next to DJ.
“Can I hear it?”
“Sure, when we come back. We’ll do a few mixes before I bounce it down.”
“Come back? Where we going?”
DJ looked at his watch. “It’s lunch time. We’ve spent almost two hours knocking out these vocals. I’m hungry.” He grabbed the keys from the engineering board. “Come on.”
They headed to the elevators then out the front door.
“You get a new ride?”
“Naw, man. This one’s the Mrs .”
“This is nice,” Kane complimented as he opened the passenger side door.
“Thanks. So, what you got a taste for?”
“Shoot, we can grab something off the $1 menu at McDonald’s for real.”
“ NOT!”
“Oh, you too good for the $1 menu?”
“Bruh, you have no idea. I started from the bottom, for real. Just because I have a little bit doesn’t give me the mindset of being “too good” for anything. However ,” DJ emphasized. “I do believe that a person’s perception is their reality.”
“What you mean by that?”
“It means that if you think you can’t have it then you won’t, but if you think you will then you can.”
“I like that.”
“Don’t like it! Understand it, believe it and apply it.”
“It’s all good and I will apply it , but it won’t be today. I would like to have a nice meal, unfortunately, today won’t be the day. I literally have two dollars in my pocket,” he laughed, “enough for a burger, some fries and a water to wash it all down.”
T hey laughed.
“Lunch is