Dancing In The Rain by Tanzania Glover

Author:Tanzania Glover [Glover, Tanzania]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2023-06-06T16:00:00+00:00

4

DIRTY DANCING

“Quit playing, Theo. Give it to me.”

“Give me you first.”

“You mean for the tour, right?”

“To start? Yeah.”

It took one full business day for Tempest to get back to me about appearing in my video, but getting her to agree to do my twenty-five city fall tour was a completely different story. Trying to convince her had been some of the most fun I’d had in years though so I wasn’t exactly complaining about how difficult she was making it.

“Just say the word and it’s yours, Temp,” I said teasing her with the four minute MP3 file of a song my fans had been begging me to release for years after a sample leaked.

It was low of me knowing how much she loved my music, but it was the last card I had left so I had been cruelly singing it to her every time we talked on the phone.

“Okay. Alright. Fine. I’ll do it. And that song better be in my inbox by the time I get downstairs or I’m not going,” she pointlessly threatened because I’d had the email saved in my drafts for days now.

“Yeah yeah. Bring that ass here already. I’ve been waiting out here for about forty-five minutes.”

“It’s been every bit of fifteen and it’s not my fault you’re the only negro not on CP time. Must be your lack of melanin,” she cracked because she was blessed with enough for the both of us.

The drive to Vegas usually took me about four hours, but I had a feeling it would take longer than usual with Tempest along for the ride. I made sure to tell her to be ready at dawn since shooting for the video started at noon sharp, but it ended up just being a suggestion at this point.

I was leaned up against my car and getting ready to call her again when she finally walked out of her building like she didn’t have a care in the world. It really had been forty-five minutes by then, but I didn’t even care because the way she looked made it more than worth the wait.

“You look like you just stepped out of the early two-thousands,” I told her before reaching for the black duffel bag on her shoulder. After tossing it in the backseat, I turned back to look again at how well she filled out her fitted velour jogging suit. I was expecting a smile mirroring my own, but her face said that she was already over the day and it had just gotten started.

“Remind me again why we couldn’t just fly there,” she spat out before I could even ask what the issue was.

“Because I never fly to Vegas. It was where I had my first show that wasn’t in LA so I take the drive every time to remember how far I’ve come.”

“That’s sweet and all, but I don’t know how I feel about being your passenger for too long after how you started the year off,” she joked finally letting out a smile as she referred to my accident.

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