Beyoncé and Nicki (better known as Beynika to the world) are happily married and has been for 8 years now! Beyoncé was so happy and content with her relationship they both are top of their genre with the money to prove it! But she knows she has more...
For the past couple weeks me and Nicki has been texting back and forth non-stop, since that night she took me home you could say we've formed a friendship. Unfortunately after today it'll be my last day working for her, she has a lil sum sum with Rihanna happening so we're preparing for that, after that Tae will come back and I will immediately start working for her wife. As happy as I am I'm kind of sad, I love Bey and all it's just as soon as me and Nicki starts to develop a small friendship I have to go away.
I'm already working around the clock trying to start my own business back home, and I just know Bey will keep me working all the time, so I can't see us keeping in touch on a regular basis. Maybe I'm just being clingy but having her attention on me feels so good, knowing that it's thousands of her fans and potential love interests who would love to occupy her attention but instead it's me! But hey, I get to be around BEYONCÉ GISELLE MF KNOWLS-MARAJ!!! who am I to complain? I wonder what perks comes with working with her??
Anyway I have to get dressed for work so I turn off my favorite Netflix show and go get ready. Fast forward and I'm now in Nicki's dressing room doing her hair as we joke around like always
"Ok to kill time let's play spicy 21 questions if you pass five or more questions I win and and you let me take you out, friendly of course (not really) and if you pass less than five questions I'll do whatever you want! Deal? "
"Alright seems simple deal" it's no way she'll win but we shake on it we start the game
"Ok let's start with something simple, What's the last thing you searched on your phone?"
"A hair company" I say
"Boring! Ok next one, which one would you choose going naked or having your thoughts appear on top of your head?"
"First of all I'm not boring if you would've asked what I searched before that you'll get a different answer and I'll most definitely go naked" I chuckle
"Laughs* why?"
"That's another question mama but if people could read my thoughts I'll probably get my ass beat or be in some type of orgy"
"Oh wow really?" laughs*
"Yep. Ok my turn"
The game went on and on us both asking questions ranging from embarrassing to spicy, so far she answered all the questions while I'm one question away from losing. We all know Nicki always finds a way to cheat once she got an idea of questions I'll got too flustered to answer she zeroed in and started asking more questions alike. She mainly asks questions about her and Beyoncé, I honestly have no problems answering but I don't want to become too comfortable with my boss and say the wrong thing.
"What is the dirtiest thing you've ever thought about me?"
I bit down on my lip hard pondering my options should I answer or not, I mean she obviously wants to know since she asked but should I really?
"I'll take your silence as a pass and I win! Be ready Saturday morning I'm taking you out for brunch"
She turns back to her phone seemly leaving her with the last word. I swear this woman will be the death of me, I finally finish her hair and I must say I did my thang. No doubt one of my favorite looks!
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She looks fucking sexy! I can't lie I want her sooo bad. I bite my lip as I watch her talk and interact her with other members of her glam team, there's a knock on the door and everyone falls silent I immediately know who it is. The door opens and in walks Rihanna with her boyfriend asap rocky, my breath stops in the middle of my chest as I stand off to the side as her and Nicki greet each other. Her soft bajan accent makes me weak in the knees luckily I'm leaning against the makeup dresser that helps keeps me standing.
The two talk,goof around, and speak about business that you guys know nothing about, and take selfies
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After a while the two women finish their talk and it's now time to go home. Well in my case hotel, I guess at this point I'll have to add house hunting to the long list of things to do since it seems I'll be spending a lot of time here in LA. Just like last week Nicki volunteers to take my to my hotel, and just like last week she refuses to take no for an answer. The car ride was filled with a comfortable silence before Onika filled it
"Damn mama I guess this'll be our last car ride for a while now huh?"
She briefly look at me before looking back at the road "I guess so" I say kind of sad
"I'm not gone lie I'm going to kind of miss you, I'll say we grew kind of close within this short time "
Nicki say in the same tone "yeah I agree, but I am working for your wife I'm sure we'll bump into each other at some point" I say trying to look at the positive side of the situation
"But what if we don't? I'm getting real busy and so is Bey"
She's right about that "well we're still hanging out on Saturday plus maybe once I start working with Bey, me and her can become friends like us and we can all hang out together" I suggest
"Yeah I never thought of that!"
It's silent again as we pull up to the front of the building
"So I guess this is a see you later?"
She asks me with the cutest puppy dog eyes "yeah, it's a see you later!" We hug each like long lost friends and I'm honestly loving every second of it. We hug each other for a few seconds longer than what we should before pulling apart
"You know it's not to late to have company?"
She says wiggling her perfectly arched eyebrows up and down jokingly cause me to chuckle at her child like antics "maybe not tonight it's getting late I'm sure your family is waiting, but maybe if you don't get on my nerves Saturday I'll invite you up" I tease continuing on with her playfulness
"Sounds like a deal! I'll be on my best behavior I promise!"
"Yeah we'll see bombaclat" I say with my terrible Jamaican impersonation resulting in her releasing a cute laugh
"That was very bad! Now Get out mi bombaclat cyar!!"
She say the later part in her Jamaican accent, we say our goodbyes one last time before I get out her car and strut inside. Don't ask why but for some reason I have a feeling she'll look.
