First Dates
Skye
I sighed, looking in the mirror again. This was the third dress I had tried on for my date tonight and I hated all of them.
Rio rolled her eyes at me, "If you don't like this girl then why does it matter what you wearing?"
Stormy laughed from beside her, "I like that dress you have on. It's sexy but not too sexy." She picked up her phone, "Plus you only have a hour left and you haven't even touched your hair or make up." She added.
"Okay I'll wear this." I conceded. "How should I wear my hair?"
Rio grabbed the heated up curling wand and pushed me in the chair. "Bitch, ima do yo hair. Stormy go do yo make up."
Rio curled my hair while Stormy painted my face. A few times I screamed out when the heat touched my scalp or ear and I almost swung on Rio.
But in the end, I did look nice. She did some wand curls that ended around the top of my shoulders. Stormy had gave me a classier look in the make-up department with a black winged eyeliner and deep red lipstick.
"Someone at the door." Stormy called.
"Go get it! It's probably Zayne." I called back, "I just need to put on my shoes and grab my clutch."
A few minutes later, I heard a deep chuckle from behind me and I jumped. Zayne stood at my bedroom door looking sexy as hell.
She wore black pants, a white button down shirt, and red timberland boots. Her hair was braided back into two long braids and she had a signature smirk on her face.
"You look beautiful." She said, stepping behind me and pressing against me. "This dress compliments your features very well."
I felt a blush overcome my warm cheeks, "Thank you. You look nice too."
"I know." She responded.
And just like that, the moment was gone. She escorted me down to a different car. It was a beautiful 2015 gold Bugatti Veyron Super Sport.
"This is a beautiful car. I wanted one of these." I said, getting into the passenger seat.
"Why didn't you?" She asked, starting the engine.
"I didn't have money to spend on it. I mean 2 million dollars for a Bugatti? And that's before its customized and insurance." I said.
She laughed, "Girl, the most I've ever spent on a car was 4.3 million dollars."
"And you have all that coming from The Bunny?" I asked turning my head slightly.
"Huh? Uh, no. But what kind of car do you drive?" She asked. She looked nervous but I didn't push it.
"I drive a 2015 Ford Taurus. But I think I'm going to trade it in for a 2016 Mustang." I told her.
"I could buy it for you." She said, smirking at me.
"No thank you." I responded.
"Why?" She asked, "You like seafood right?"
"Because you go want something in return and yes I like seafood."
"You right about that." She said licking her lips.
I rolled my eyes but squeezed my legs shut. I found myself wondering how her tongue game was.
"What you ova there thinkin' bout?" She asked.
"U-uh nothing." I said, watching as we pulled into a restaurant. "The Saltwater Grill."

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In Too Deep
General FictionSkye's parents were killed and she was put into foster care at the age of 11. Now at the age of 18, she's a legal adult with no where to go and no one to help her. So she turned to the club. She's a stripper living a decent life. But what happens...