Vera’s POV.
I pause, wheezing for breath. Gosh, my lungs are practically screaming for more oxygen and my body is begging for a little rest but I need to keep doing this. I need to keep practicing. I mean, the Tell with Your Body show, is only a few weeks away from now.
“Hi, Vee.”
I crane my neck at the sound of my name. It’s one of my colleagues in Days Dreams. The music blasting out of the practice room whirl inside when the girl opened the door to come in.
“Hi, Anny. You done with Bruce?” I ask her, straightening from my crouched position. Sweat escapes me in rivulets given how much I have been cat-walking on my six inches pencil-mouth heels.
I strut over to my corner and grab a hold of the bottle of water I came with.
“Not yet. Dude never gets tired.” Anny says, smirking.
I screw the lid of the water can open, throwing my head backward, I drizzle the water down my throat, wetting it.
I’ve been here since eight in the morning and if I’m not mistaken, it should be one p. m. now.
“What else do you expect from the best model worldwide? Of course, he’s never bound to be tired.”
People like Bruce love perfection…
Well, it’s not like it’s bad, no. At least he works to gain that perfection, rather than expecting other people to live up to it without him giving in effort.
I guess I’m inspired by him, also, ’cause really it’s unlike me to practice for five hours stretch without taking a modicum of break.
Oh, wow, Bruce is surely a good influence.
“Yeah, I don’t mind. As far as his presence keeps wetting my dreams, I could practice with him for hours.” Anny booms, sealing her words with a wink.
I sputter a laugh at her words. Jeez, so she’s also among the ladies crushing the young man Bruce?
“Oh, I never counted you as one of them,” I comment with a little laugh, flushing.
“Seriously? You don’t expect me to crush? C’mon girl I’m straight. Men like him are my fancy. Well, the best out of all of them happens to be David Truman.”
“Oh…” I whisper, losing my voice in the process.
I feel jealousy stretching in my heart, knowing Anny is among the ladies craving David’s attention.
How could she? He is my man for crying out loud! Gosh! That’s one of the reasons I want David to go public with me.
Fuck it, I want him to claim me before the media. In fact, I wouldn’t mind him fucking me just to prove I am his.
Dammit, the man will never agree to that.
Thinking about him now makes me remember our last time together in my apartment complex. Fuck, the way he licked my pussy like an ice-cream cone, flashes through my mind. It lights this incredible pleasure in my sweet spot.
I thrust my thighs together to lessen the tingles bursting apart in my furrow.
Anny doesn’t know the battle I’m fighting about what she said earlier as she continues to sing praises to David’s name.
“He’s that one man everyone wishes to have as a lover. her and say. “Happy Flirting girl.”
She slams the door at my response and I’m left all alone again in the practice room.
I struggle to my feet again, my bones hissing at the movement I made. I strut back to the center of the room and continue practicing.
After a while I give up completely, and slump into the chair, gasping for breath.
I grab my phone and go check the school website I applied for. David suggested I start college but the nature of my work will consume my time. So, I opt for online classes.
Swiping through my phone after checking the website, I see nothing.
“Oh…I doubt I’ll ever get that.” I mutter to myself, disappointed.
“Of course, you will.” A voice says, countering my words.
I recognize the voice and it belongs to none other than…
“Sage!”
Gasping, I rush to my feet and cross the distance between Sage and I, hugging her.
“My God, I didn’t expect to see you here” I boom, feeling her arms clasp around the small of my back.
“Jeez, you’ll crush my bones, girl!” she say, pretending to be choked. My BFF can be that dramatic.
“God, I wasn’t expecting to see you.” I squeal, pulling her to take a seat.
“I know. Just decided to surprise you since I’m nearby.” She shrugs.
“Really? I ask, arching my brows. “What brought you here?”
“I came to do a delivery.”
Sage toss her eyes around before returning them back to me.
“I’m surprised seeing that white witch here…” She whispers.
I wrinkle my brows confused at her words.
“Don’t tell me you don’t understand who I’m referring to.”
“I don’t…wait, do you mean Claire?”
Sage nods at my question.
I burst into laughter, knowing she’s given the woman another name. “Sage, your nicknames for people is mind-blowing.” I breathe through the laughter.
“You can’t blame me, I name people from what I see. Beside she’s looking paler lately. Perhaps she changing her body cream, to whiten her skin for Daddy to notice…”
Seriously, I didn’t notice that but I’m sure Sage is telling the truth.
It’s been two weeks since I last saw her. Maybe she bleached her skin this time.
“I hate her!”
“I know you do, girl. I hate her too ’cause she’s trying to cockblock you from enjoying the pleasure David has to offer.”
“Damn right, she kinda does.” My phone chimes in between our chats and I reach over for it, grabbing it.
It’s an email from…
My eyes frantically dart over the scream and then…
“Ohhh!!” I scream, shocking Sage.
“What?” she probes.
Dancing and throwing my hands and legs in the air, I sputter. “My admission has been accepted!”
“Wow. Congrats girl.”
I’m already on my phone, sending David a screenshot of the message while Sage whispered her congratulations to me.
In a moment, I steady back on my feet and stare down at my buddy.
“I guess this calls for a little celebration!” I say, dancing uncontrollably.
“Wait, Vera. You still owe my baby and I a hangout, remember?” Sage reminds me, giving me a doe-eyed look with her pouted lips.
Stopping, I realized she’s right. “Right, I owe you one, girl. But I promise once the upcoming show ends, we’ll party!!!”
Sage and I laugh as we make our way outside. Bruce was admonishing one of the models with him when we passed, so he didn’t see me.
Before we get to the exit, we saw Deen. Just as I’m about to say hi, my eyes lands on none other than Claire.
“Oh, my…” I don’t know when the words left my lips but I couldn’t take it back.
Sage wasn’t lying earlier, she did changed her body cream. This one she’s using makes her skin pale. I feel a little arrow of jealousy, knowing she’s only doing this to gain my daddy’s attention.
After exchanging greetings we left, heading to my car.
We hop inside, greeting Andrei and he nodded.
I noticed Andrei has been a little different lately but I don’t know why.
I tell him the place we want to eat and he steers us there in just about ten minutes.
Sage and I go inside while Andrei waits in the car.
“Hmm, Biggie looks kinda sad.” Sage says, throwing her head back, looking at Andrei. “He’s acting like he lost someone you loves.”
That bothers me but knowing the kinda man Andrei is, he won’t share his problems. At least not with me.
Sage and I take seat in the middle of the restaurant and order our meals. I go for stir-fried rice and chicken breasts. Sage ordered Shrimp gumbo with chicken wings.
We dive into our meals, eating and chatting in between.
In a matter of minutes, we finish eating and order a pop tart as dessert.
As the waiter was serving the dessert, the door of the restaurant chime and flutters open.
I peer up, looking over and my eyes clashes with that of…
“Mr. William.” I surge to my feet, thrusting out my hand for us to shake.
“Vera…oh my, you look super good.” He drawl, raking his eyes over me. He holds my hand a little too long.
“Uh…thanks?” I say but making it sound like a question rather.
“Yes, you do.” William says as if trying to confirm it in my mind again. William tilts forward and dab his lips over my knuckles.
Sage and I exchange glances at his act. Is he trying to flirt with me?
“May I?” He says, gesturing to the seat.
“Uh…yes of course.” I stutter
As William draw back the empty chair and sits on it, I begin to wonder if this was a right choice…
What did he want?
To be continued…