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helped her get into rehab. She was doing really badly out here on the streets pregnant. Could you imagine? I remember back in the day we used to pretend to be her.”
        I said as I pulled into a parking spot in front of Savannah’s World.
        “Oh wow Honey, this is Beautiful.”
        Tameka said as she unbuckled her seatbelt.
        Soon as we hit the doors I knew Tameka was going on a shopping spree. Tameka went through the store picking up every dress and shoe in the store. Dragon just put a women shoe line out and it was doing well. Tameka picked up six pairs of shoes and started to snap for the sales associate to come over.
        “Um excuse me what does a woman need to do to get service around here?”
        Tameka asked.
        “Uh, ladies do you not see a customer over in the shoe department?”
        I chimed in making a hell of a difference.
        “I’m so sorry Savannah I didn’t see you come in.”
        The sales associate said as she ran over to the shoe department.
        “Whether or not you saw me come in or not, there’s still a customer in the shoe department that needs your assistance. Luckily, she’s a friend of Dragon and I. You never know who’s in here shopping reporting back to the Boss Man. Please always be on your P’s and Q’s.”
        I quickly snapped. We didn’t need any type of bad reputation being as though this is a new business just getting our feet wet in the industry. Sonya, the Assistant Manger, snarled at the young girl running and tripping over her damn feet trying to get over to Tameka. I winked at Sonya as I maneuvered through the store picking up a few new pieces for myself. Dragon out did himself with his new shoe line, I could tell by the looks of his design he had me in mind.  I loved Sonya. Dragon hired her after renting the upstairs loft to her and her boyfriend Future.
        Dragon has known Future since they were kids. When Dragon started back at F.I.T, they linked back up. He was a laid-back type brother, very quiet. Sonya, on the other hand, was the exact opposite, she could hold a conversation with just about anyone. That’s one of the reasons Dragon and I hired her, on top of that she kept us informed of the thieves, etc. Before I knew it, we had spent almost two hours in the store. I walked over to Sonya winking and telling her to keep up the good work. Tameka walked up to the front to check out just as Dragon rang my cell.
        “Babe, where are you?”
        He asked.
        “I’m at the store, Tameka is checking out now and we’ll be on our way.”
        I said as I popped a couple of tic tacs.
        “Tell Sonya take 50% off of her total purchase,”
        Dragon said sarcastically.
        “On the House she’s family.”
    He said laughing.
        “Okay Baby, did Desiree get there with the girls yet?”
    I said as we walked out the store over to the car.
        “Naw, she hasn’t. But you know ya man already talked to her, about twenty minutes after you texted they were en route. But she said they’re five minutes away, she stopped at Mom crib.”
    Dragon said a little agitated.
        “Okay Baby, I love you we’ll see you in a minute. We’re in the car now just about to pull out.”
        I said as I hung up just before pulling off.
        Pulling off Tameka sat her chair back turning up Keyshia Cole “Love, I thought you had my back” on the radio. I missed listening to my girl blow. She sure was blessed with them God giving pipes. I fell right in line with her on key and all “You took control of me, I thought you would change for me.” We started to laugh as I hit I-490 headed home.
        There were cars in the driveway, which meant Dragon had some people at the house. He’s been working day and night on this Fashion show. I have been asking to see the Grand Finale gown and he refuses. Saying there’s no need for a fitting he knows me to a T. Tameka and I walked through the

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