Chapter 10

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Kandii and Nita were in heaven.

Their room at the MGM was off the hook.

"Girl this is the life!"   Kandii said as she flopped on the bed.

"Better say it again!"  Nita cosigned. 

"Hey girl, what are we gonna be doing tonight?"

"Shit I might have something for us to do.” Nita smirked.

Kandii propped herself up onto her elbows.

"Bitch what do you know about Vegas?" 

Rolling her eyes Nita replied, "Bitch this ain't my first time here." 

Kandii gasped.  “You lying right?”

"Uh uh now you know I don’t lie to you."

“Mhmm.”  Kandii giggled.

"Okay so I guess I got to come clean."

"Oh shit!"

Let me get us prepared for this, sounds deep."

Kandii rushed to the mini bar and made them both a rum and coke.

Handing to drink to Nita, she sat down eagerly awaiting the gossip.

Nita sighed.

"Okay then... I’ve been cheating on James."

 Kandii watched as she gulped down her drink.

"Whoa!"

 "Common I need details who?

What?

Where when?" 

Was the dick good?”

Kandii asked twenty questions as she reached for a Newport.

"No bitch didn’t you quit like forever ago?"  Nita said as she slapped her friend’s wrist.

"Bitch you got some nerve!"

 Now I am telling you I need this cigg.

Besides Devin really been stressing me.”

Shrugging Nita threw her one.

"Can we get back to me now?"  Nita said.

“Like I was saying.  I am cheating on James and I do not give a fuck.

Like I don’t even feel guilty.”

Kandii just nodded.

"So, he’s this fine ass Paul Walker looking nigga."  She said with excitement.

"Wait Wait. He’s white?"

 Nita gave Kandii the "will you shut up and, let me talk look.”

 Bahaaaa!

 "Bitch you said white ain't right!"  Kandii rolled on the bed in a fit of laughter.

"MMhmm Yea and I use to feel that way.”

 Kandii composed herself thinking this shit was unbelievable.

"OK so he’s like some big deal ya know I mean he’s like the man at his job." 

"So what does he do?”  Kandii asked with interest.

"Girl he works for some big ass investment firm, Marketing Firm. Something."

Nita lit another Newport. 

Chain-smoking was a bad habit of hers. 

While she spoke, she waved it like it was a magic wand.

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