Night Scene (part 3)

(Part 1 from 2)

Two months later...

It was a hot night in Miami. Cinco De Mayo!

The club was off the hook and people were everywhere!

There I stood on the balcony overlooking Miami while entertaining tonight's special guest at Night Scene, TLC.

Those girls were the baddest R&B group out and Miami loved them.

Tonight I chose a form-fitting sleeveless red dress that snugged closely to my body with open toed red shoes to match. My make-up was perfect and my black mane obediently behaved in it's place caressing my neck and shoulders. 

Catching an early flight out to Seattle reminded me not to over dress. 

It was only 6:00PM and I couldn't believe the response we received for tonight's show at Night Scene.

"Mizzes Forbes you got a fon call from me mon in Seattle!" yelled my club manager with his Jamaican accent. "It's Reggie in Seattle on line two!"

I immediately grabbed the phone…

"Hey Reggie what's up, how's the club going?" I asked

"Good Miss Forbes," he said nervously, "I just wanted to call and make sure you were coming."

"I'll be there Reggie, don't worry." I reassured him

"This is my first time doing this and I'm a little nervous," He stammered, "with Boys 11 Men coming in tonight I just don't want to screw things up" 

"You'll do fine," I said soothingly, "and I'll be there by midnight, I promise."

"Good!" He said feeling relieved. "I haven't slept all night and I'm a wreck..."

"Go in my office Reggie, close the door and get some rest." I ordered 

He laughed and promised he would do everything he could to obey.

"Oh by the way," said Reggie sounding annoyed. "some lady has been calling here for the past two months for you..."

“Did she say who she was?” I asked slowly. 
Although, deep down inside I had a feeling it was Jasmine. The feeling that I get in my stomach to confirm that my thoughts are accurate was forever so present. 

The last I could remember from Jasmine was watching her while she slept in that hotel bed. The feeling of guilt rose inside me as I vividly remembered leaving her in the hotel alone without a word or a trace from me. Jasmine was constantly on my mind but the idea of being with her was way too much for me. 

"...let's see I wrote it down...Her name is Jasmine?" he said. "Do you know who that is?"

"yes." I said quickly, "I know her."

"Oh...well um...she was wondering when you were coming in. She's been calling now for the past two months claiming she had a complaint..." said Reggie disturbingly.

"What the hell is wrong with you for not relaying the message sooner?!" I said sharply.

He stammered, "Oh god, um..um.. oh god...I really didn't know it was important ..."

"Did you tell her I was coming in tonight?" I snapped

There was silence.

"I told her not to call us but we'll call you." He said apologetically

Silence

Now I was annoyed but couldn't figure out why. After all I was the one who left her in a hotel room alone without an explanation. It wasn't Reggie's fault that I left her hanging after fucking her. I was the blame, I was the DOG! 

Oh my God! What was I doing calling myself a dog?! Isn't that what we women call men when they fuck us and leave?

"Stop!" I told myself, "I had to do it for her sake."

"Huh?" asked Reggie

"Oh, I'm sorry Reggie," I said embarrasingly, realizing that I was thinking aloud. "I was talking to someone here." I said lying through my teeth.

'If she calls again," I said sharply, "you give her my number, my home number, my pager number, my voice mail, email address, whatever it is you make sure she contacts me! GOT IT!" 

Not giving him a chance to respond I hung up immediately.

Glancing at the clock I called my limo driver to pick me up at the front door.

With Jasmine on my mind I couldn't think right. Everything began to replay in my mind from the night I was with her. Remembering her legs, her breast, her eyes... Oh god she was doing it to me again. 

I crossed my legs trying to satisfy the tingling rising in my pussy only to have it teased more.

Stop! I told myself. I couldn't allow myself to get caught up again.

Rushing downstairs I smiled my approval upon the wild and rowdy audience as they cheered TLC on.

"I think this is going to be our biggest night mon," claimed TJ with his Jamaican accent, "and the people are still a rolling in...look!"

I laughed at his sweet ambience and kissed him on the cheek.

He blushed, "Let me guide you out Miss Forbes." He said grabbing my arm.

We quickly rushed through the crowd and I was in the limo in a flash.


Driving to the airport my thoughts were on Jasmine. 

Waiting on my flight my thoughts were on Jasmine.

Flying to Seattle my thoughts were glued to Jasmine. I really had it bad for her. 

When leaving Seattle's airport I quickly called Reggie.

"How's everything going?" I ask calmly

"It's starting to jump off." He exclaimed. 

"Did that lady, Jasmine call back again?" I asked cutting him off

"No ma'am, she did'nt." He said suspiciously

"Thank you." I said hanging up the phone.

We headed straight for Night Scene in Seattle.

It was cold as usual, and I instantly thought of Jasmine in her short black skirt, goosebump shapely thighs, showing off that thong in her ...

I had to stop myself. I was getting worked up and wasn't sure if I would even see her while here.

We pulled up in front of Night Scene.

I had to smile because it was looking like a crowd for a Prince concert.

"Wow!" I said to myself, "Now this is a hot crowd."

The driver rushed to my door and I got out to a crowd of cheers and whistles.

I smiled, waving and walked right into a rock hard body. It was Terrell.

He was one of a few men that I felt like a midget next to. I looked up into his smile.

"Oh god," I thought to myself, "Not tonight."

"You didn't keep your promise," He said teasingly, "Can I punish you tonight?"

I blushed, "Well, tonight may not be a good..." 

"No you're not!" he interrupted while grabbing my waist, "I'm not letting you go this time."

So we're both standing on the private third floor sipping on wine. Terrell had his arms around my waist and we laughed and talked the entire night. I had to admit Terrell was a keeper but I continued to scan the crowd secretly hoping to see Jasmine. 

Suddenly my heart skipped a beat. The familiar body frame and blonde hair weaved in and out the crowd. I loosened Terrell's grip on my waist and instantly sped downstairs.

My heart beat faster and faster as I neared her...

"Jasmine!" I yelled grabbing her shoulder

She spun around and my overexcitement was quickly replaced with disappointment.

"I'm sorry sweetie," I said embarrassingly, "I thought you were someone else."

Shamed-faced I returned to my position on the private third floor.

Terrell looked in confusion at what just happened.

"Looking for someone?" he ask questioningly

"Yes I am." I said softly

"Oh." He murmured...not sure of what to make of my connection with a little blonde woman.

"Tonya, are you okay baby?" he asked 

"Yes Terrell" I said looking over the crowd avoiding his stare.

"Tonya baby, you have been on my mind since we've met, and I really care for you baby." He said seriously, "But if you don't want to be bothered with me just say the word... and I promise to stay out of your life...for good. Is that what you want?"

"What are you talking about?" I said softly.

"I really feel like you've been avoiding me." He said "Is there someone else?"

I looked away not wanting to be in this conversation right now.

His face broke like an eggshell knowing that he was probably being replaced. I instantly had regrets for not being honest with him from the beginning.

He looked me in the eye...grabbed my face and gave me the kiss of a lifetime.

"I'm not gonna leave you alone...I'm gonna still be here when you finish doing whatever it is that you think you must do," he said in his masculine and sexy voice, "but when you're done...promise me that you'll call."

I took a deep breath.

"I can't promise you that," I said stubbornly, "But I will keep that in mind."

He looked long and hard at me, surveying my body.

"I hope you change your mind," He said grabbing my waist and hugging me hard as he could., "because I'm not giving up on you...not yet."

Then he was gone.

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