TAKEN

Set Up

|A/N: Pictures are included for this chapter.|

Kody

"I think this is the one." I observed myself in the huge, full length mirror covering the wall in front of me. I sucked in my already flat stomach a bit more as I turned to the side, getting a view of my behind in the dress Erica had just given me to try on. Dutch and I had made a trip to the building where she did most of her designing and where she kept a lot of her exclusive clothing and hot buys. Since I needed a nice, sexy dress for the night to trap that guy, Roc, there was no one better to go to than Erica.

She'd given me a gorgeous, solid black spandex dress with long sleeves and black sheer geometric cut outs. I turned back to Erica and Dutchess who were looking me over.

Erica nodded, flipping her hair over her shoulder, "Yasss, bish, yasss! Wit'cho thimslick ass. Just too fine." She complimented, making me laugh.

I waved her off, as if telling her not to gas me, "And what'chu think, Dutch?" I ran my hands down the sides of the dress.

"I love it. Grown and sexy. I like how the back give 'em a lil cheek action." She laughed, referring to the slight revealing of my lower butt cheeks and the cuffs beneath them due to the same sheer cut outs that were in the back, same as the front. I chuckled lightly, nodding before I looked behind me and into the mirror at the back of the dress.

"Ooh, that's a great fit." Erica's assistant, Drea said as she walked over to us with a clipboard in hand. I gave her a smile through the mirror, "Thanks, Dre." She smiled back.

"Oh," I snapped out of my admiration for the dress, remembering I had to send Aug a picture of whatever outfit I'd decide on. I grabbed my YSL clutch from the seat nearby, taking the iPhone 5S that he'd just got me the day before from it.

Since I'd gained a small amount of his trust, his suspicions of me snitching or trying anything slick had subsided so he decided on giving me phone privileges. Though my original phone had been obtained by Rex and Deuce from Ahmad's house that had been empty since my abduction - along with my ID, SS card and driver's license - Aug insisted on getting me a new one. Also, due to the plan to set up Roc, I needed it for safety purposes - in case the plan fell through and I needed to contact him or anyone else. He'd had the whole crew's numbers stored in it, from him down to Big T and Moe.

I went to the camera and reached it to Dutch, "Here. Aug wanted me to take some pics of what I decided on to see if he approves." I air quoted with my fingers before playfully rolling my eyes.

Erica sucked her teeth and chuckled, "That nigga. Gotta call all the damn shots." She shook her head, "He should know, if it's comin' from me it's gonna be hot."

"Right?" I agreed in a questioning tone.

I pushed my freshly installed Malaysian straight weave to the back. Dutch had convinced me to let her hair stylist sew in a hair unit and lace closure after she got her dreadlocks retwisted, just to switch up my look. She was able to braid me up and sew the unit in, styling it to have a slight loose curl on the ends and a pre-dyed ombré. I didn't do weave, so I was still trying to adjust to it - as well as me having long hair again. I must admit, Dutch's stylist had my hair laid for the gods, though.

"Get just the dress. I don't want him to see my hair yet." I said, before she nodded.

She snapped a picture of the front of the dress. I then turned to the side and held my hair up with one hand, allowing her to snap a picture of the side view. She handed it back to me. "Thanks, love muffin."

She fixed my hair back over my shoulders as I looked at the pictures she'd taken. "You are just slayin' with this long hair." She said.

"Ya' think so?" I asked, looking up to her for a second then back to my phone, trying to find Aug in my contacts.