Broken Promise by Brown V

Author:Brown, V. [Brown, V.]
Language: eng
Format: azw3
Publisher: G Street Chronicles
Published: 2012-05-06T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Eighteen

Figuring Things Out

They slept through the morning and finally made it up that afternoon. They felt some shopping was in order. Shopping Rodeo Drive was great for Promise. There was every shop she could think of: Chanel, Cartier, Gucci, Banana Republic, Dolce & Gabbana, Fendi, Jimmy Choo, Louis Vuitton, Michael Kors, Tiffany, Valentino, Versace, and Yves Saint Laurent. It felt like they’d died and gone to retail heaven.

“I sure wouldn’t mind living out here. I would probably go bankrupt though,” Promise said as they sat down at a bistro for a little something to snack on.

“That’s why I keep so busy with work, auditioning and shooting. Every time I set foot on Rodeo, I spend over $10,000. See all the bags? And those aren’t even counting the ones we dropped off at the car earlier,” Angela responded.

“You know, I really enjoy your company, Angela. How would you like to go to the Celtics/Lakers game tonight at 7:00? I have a friend who’ll get us courtside seats,” Promise said.

“Aw, that’s sweet, Velvet. You know, my all-time favorite NBA team is the Lakers,” Angela said, smiling her unique grin once again.

“Well, I suppose that’s where we differ. I love the Celtics myself,” Promise shot back jokingly. “We’ve got to get Celtics and Lakers jerseys for tonight,” Promise said.

“Perfect! We can to the game and stop by my house after to shower and get ready for my birthday party,” Angela replied.

“Sounds like a plan. Let’s do it!” Promise said.

The last couple of days of her life had been the best days she’d had since before the tragic day when her father was shot to death in front of her and she was taken from her mother ten years ago. Promise and Angela had gotten to know each other on more than one level, and she liked her, but Promise had to wonder if that meant she was a lesbian. It was a question she didn’t have the answer to.

* * *

Promise was glad to be back home. She couldn’t help thinking back to yesterday’s events. After they’d watched the Celtics beat the Lakers by twenty-five points, Dezman had come over and invited them to go out for a victory celebration with him. Although Promise wanted to, it was Angela’s birthday, so she had to let him down easy. “Sorry, Dezman. It’s Angela’s birthday so were going to her party tonight to celebrate it,” Promise said

Before he could even say anything back, Angela interrupted, “Dezman, is it? Why don’t you come out to my birthday party and have some fun with us?”

For some reason, Promise didn’t like the way she said it, so lustfully and seductively.

“Fo’ sho. Where’s the party gon’ be?” Dezman asked.

“At a club called My Studio. Come dressed to impress,” Angela responded.

“Bet. I’ll even bring a couple of my teammates,” Dezman replied as he kissed Promise’s cheek.

The events that followed after the party still bothered her. They arrived at the black-tie affair and took their place in VIP. Everything was top shelf, Rémy Martin, Ciroc, Nuvo, merlot, Cabernet Sauvignon, vodka, and the list went on.

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