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Authors: Matthew Fabiola;L. Ramsey Joseph

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“He got you this ring?”

Jamar couldn’t contain his excitement, which caused his voice to get louder toward the end of his question.

“Keep your voice down J, but yes, isn’t he sweet?”

I peeped out of the bathroom to make sure that my baby was still out there. I still wasn’t over the fact that my whole night wasn’t a dream. Looking at him reminded me of everything I liked in him.

“Damn, he’s fine as hell,” I said out loud but really to myself.

“Girl, yes he is,” Jamar chimed in.

“Wait, Bobby wasn’t the one who got that ring for you, so he wasn’t joking, huh?”

Ebony asked as she picked up my right hand and gave the ring a once over…again.

“Well, damn girl, that nigga’s got taste. This really is your day, Jazzy, enjoy; ‘cause I sure as hell would have, especially him.”

Ebony was smiling, and it looked like a real one this time.

We left the bathroom after freshening up and headed back out to the lobby. Mr. Cappello told DeeDee that he would be flying back to L.A. that same night but that she should stay and enjoy herself for a few more days. Before walking away, he pulled me to the side to tell me how proud he was of me and that a very good friend of his would be contacting me here in Vegas for an appearance. I thanked him for both his approval and recommendation. With his goodbye, we headed to Moon to party the night away.

We all slid into a booth and the drinks started to pour. It was cool and mellow but we were in the mood to party, not chill, so we left and set out to find The Ghost bar. Once there, we were all feeling the vibe. This was the place to be if you wanted to party. We all went over to the bar and put in our orders. Ebony seemed to be drinking heavily and for some reason, I just knew that it wasn’t going to be good for her. The night had only just begun yet she already had a huge buzz going on.

“Hey, how are you, I’m Ebony. You are one sexy motherfucka,” she said, as she held her hand out to Lust. I smiled as Lust shook her hand. He looked like he wanted to back away from her closeness but out of kindness, let her lean on him.

“Nice to meet you, Ebony, you’re feeling nice already, huh?”

She smiled, held up her drink to show him that he was right, and then drank it all down. She slammed her glass on the bar and while she called the bartender over for another round, I grabbed Lust’s arm and pulled him away. I didn’t want to dance yet but I sure as hell wanted to get away from her.

“Hey Blaze, congrats on your win.”

Jamar was standing to the side talking to who I liked to call his fuck-boo. I called out his name, letting Jamar know that I peeped his game.

“Yeah, it’s about time a nigga got some recognition, but hey, you’re the queen of the night. Six wins and counting, I know old Bobby probably jumped for joy over that shit.”

“Yeah, he seemed happy about it, so, you two good?” I asked while nudging Jamar on the side. Although he liked to deny it, I had always picked up the vibe that simmered between him and Blaze. They may have fucked each other for pay and play in the past, but clearly it wasn’t enough.

“Well, I’m gonna head out to the dance floor, you two have fun.”

Again I took Lust’s hand and let the sound wave be my guide. We hit the crowded dance floor and had a ball. Within minutes, we were joined by everyone else. Hours would pass without anyone’s knowledge.

“Are you all still trying to hit up Rain tonight?”

DeeDee looked like she was still in party mode so we all decided to go and check out Rain. We had only been there for less than an hour and Ebony was becoming unbearable.

“Girl, I am getting tired of Ebony’s ass; she can’t hold her liquor for shit.”

I had taken a bathroom break with DeeDee and Jamar to clean up the mess all of the dancing left behind.

“I keep trying to tell her ass to slow down but she’s claiming that tonight is her night and she’ll party if she wants to. I just left her alone about it ‘cause I know she’ll regret that shit in the morning.”

I had stayed as far from Ebony as possible since we left the Ghost bar, she was working my last nerve yelling like she had no sense. I was having too much of a good time to let her ruin my time with Lust. Plus she was really Jamar and DeeDee’s friends, so I was going to let them deal with her ass.

“I’m gonna go and talk to the bartender and ask him not to serve her anymore alcohol,”

Jamar said as we headed back out to the club area. As he spoke to the bartender, I ordered Lust and I another bottle of Dom Perignon. As I turned around to head back to the table, the shit hit the fan between Tyree and Ebony. I looked over at Jamar to see if he was catching the drunken exchange and he was. We walked over in time to catch the end of it. Tyree grabbed the glass out of her hand and slammed it on the table causing it to shatter. All eyes were on them as we waited to see what Ebony’s next move would be. I was expecting her to go off on Tyree but instead she just said goodnight. I looked around and took a mental note of what everybody’s face looked like. I just wish that I could have seen my own as DeeDee helped Ebony back to her room.

The crazy outburst could have put a major damper on our little party but I wasn’t having it. I bugged Jamar and Lust until they slung back their drinks and made sure that we headed back out to the dance floor to live up our night. Tyree was a lost cause. He was still steaming and headed for the bar. I said “fuck it” about him. If Tyree wanted to be a party-pooper, well I wasn’t going anywhere near him. The three of us danced until we were about to pass out. I was about to call it a night before realizing that I hadn’t gone gambling yet.

“Who comes to Vegas and doesn’t try their luck, I have to at least try?”

After a short conversation with Jamar, we were heading up to my room for a quick change and so that I could grab my purse. On our way there, Lust and I sent each other telepathic messages with our eyes and all was understood.

 

*****

 

I just knew that my eyes were deceiving me. There was no way I was watching Ebony and Tyree go at it. What the fuck were they thinking? I looked around the room and took in everyone’s reactions. Lust had a weird look on his face that I couldn’t decipher and Jamar’s face was demented. He looked like his heart had gone black and died. When I turned back to the betrayers, they were so deep into their deception that they never noticed us standing there. I took a couple of steps back and inched my way to the door. I grabbed the knob and pulled it shut hard. I prayed that the noise would stop the two heathens from dancing the Devil’s waltz. When they did turn around I almost wanted to laugh. They looked like they were about to shit on themselves, well Tyree more than Ebony. I walked over to Lust and leaned into him. I got comfortable and waited for the shit storm that was sure to hit this room.

“You think you’re “Krave”, but I have what your man really craves, and that’s PUSSY! So don’t be mad at me because I got that REAL wet-wet.”

I squeezed Lust’s hand so hard that he wrapped his left arm around my waist to calm me down. I couldn’t believe that Ebony had just said those words to Jamar. “But I have what your man really craves?” is she fucking crazy? I felt like fucking that bitch up myself.

“When you told me I should be carefully with whom I trust, you should’ve been referring to your damn self,”
Jamar said with rage filled eyes. This shit was like watching a Spanish telenovelas, and when Ebony hit the “I was” my blood was boiling. Jamar looked like he was searching for something to throw at the bitch and I prayed he found it soon. When he decided on his weapon of choice, he flung it at her head with me cheering him on, on the inside. I wanted the ashtray to split her wig, and as I waited for my dream to come true, the bitch moved just in time for it to miss her. I tried to pull away from Lust so that I could try my hand at throwing something but he pulled me back, DAMN! But it was as if Jamar had read my mind. He headed for the lamp and I knew that one wasn’t going to miss her, but there was interference this time by Tyree. He took the lamp out of Jamar’s hand and tried to hold on to him while spiting bullshit about how Jamar could have killed Ebony. How dare he care about that bitch. I tell you this much, if he did kill her, I would have stayed in that room all night trying to help him come up with a lie that would spare him from jail time.

I wanted to jump for joy when I saw blood trickling from Tyree’s mouth. The blows that Jamar landed made an impact and that sent Tyree over the edge. He pushed his lover to the ground and stood over him ready to strike a blow. I escaped Lust’s grip and jumped on Tyree. In my mind, he had no right to fight back. He was the one caught with his bare dick in Ebony.

“Hold up Ty—.”

That’s all I got out before he went all Supermen on me. He flung my little ass into the wall hard as hell. I grabbed my head to try and stop the hurt from the thump I endured while Lust came to my rescue by grabbing Tyree and putting him in his place.

“Whoa! Hold up man. You need to calm down. There’s no need to put your hands on her.”

Tyree tried to apologize but he was lower than dirt in my eyes now. As Jamar asked and waited for answers that would help him understand the unbelievable. I asked if he wanted Lust and I to leave. This was embarrassing enough without having Lust and I intruding any more than we already did. He said no and got right back in Tyree’s face. I put my hand on his shoulder hoping that this would have a calming effect on him. They went back and forth with Ebony adding her unwanted two cents in. Standing there was torture, my heart ached for Jamar and my temper flared when I thought of the other two. I had really hoped that Jamar would tell us to leave but since he didn’t, we were stuck being witnesses to his heartbreak.

“That means that I can’t be with you anymore and both of you need to find a place to live when you two get back to L.A.”

Jamar had finally said what I was waiting to hear. Both of them needed to fucking leave his house PRONTO! They were two trifling motherfuckers. He walked out of the room and I went after him. I knew that this was a bitter ass pill to swallow and wanted to offer him my support. I almost lost it when he turned around. Tears streamed down his face like heavy raindrops. Although seeing Lust again had only come second to my winnings that night, I was prepared to walk away from him and console Jamar.

“Jamar if you want me to, or need me to, I’ll go get my stuff right now and fly back to L.A. with you.”

I held my breath and waited. It would have been tuff but I was ready to go back to L.A. with him.

“Don’t let those trifling hoes ruin your experience too, besides, that sexy ass man behind you is waiting.”

I turned around and looked at Lust who was leaning against the wall. It felt so good just knowing that he was there with me. I had missed him terribly. I couldn’t wait to unload and get some alone time with him.

“Okay, Jamar, but as soon as I get back I’m coming to see you.”

 

*****

 

“Can you believe that shit, I did not see that one coming?” I asked Lust as we sat at the bar. My mind was spinning as I thought about the events of the night.

“So, you mean to tell me that Ebony is Jamar’s best friend? Wow, that’s some messed up shit. Why would she do something like that to him? He seems like a really cool cat.”

“He is sweet as pie and he’s been so helpful to that bitch. He even pulled some strings to get her into Fantasy, and this is how she repays him. Ugh, don’t even get me started. I feel like killing that bitch.”

Lust smiled and rubbed my back. It turned him on to see me so heated.

“Well, I hope Jamar is okay. I don’t even want to know how he’s feeling right now.”

As Lust and I went back and forth about the situation, DeeDee and Mr. Cappello came walking up.

“Damn Jazzy who the hell died, you look like you lost your puppy or something.”

I slung back my cocktail and hopped off of the barstool. I pulled DeeDee to the side and gave her the lowdown.

“GET THE FUCK OUT OF HERE, SHE WAS FUCKING TYREE THE WHOLE TIME? BOBBY, COME HERE, YOU’VE GOT TO HEAR THIS SHIT!” she yelled in disbelief. I watched Mr. Cappello’s reaction as he learned the news of his suspected bedmate and it wasn’t pretty. He looked like someone had turned the heat in the bar on high. His face was a red as a beet.

“So where’s Jamar? At least tell me that he’s up there beating both of their asses?”

“No, he should be on his way back to L.A. I just feel so bad for him. Finding out the way he did was like a kick in the gut,” I said as I waved the bartender back over.

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