She's Gotta Have It: A Hood Love Story Read Online Free

ass boyfriend doesn’t want me around any guys. So maybe if I worked for you, maybe just around the house, he would let me do it. You know, since I’m sure Noah is never there, he’d be okay with it. I wouldn’t ask unless I needed it badly. My lights will be off by next week,” I lied perfectly.
    “Wow Zooey, I’m sorry to hear that. How much would you be looking to make?” she asked with a concerned expression. I had this bitch.
    “Anything is okay at this point,” I responded. I was balling thanks to grandpa, so how much she ‘paid me’ was the least of my worries.
    “Okay. Well I like you, and I definitely want to help you out. So how about we do a trial week of you assisting me, and see how that works out?” she smiled and I put my hand over my chest as if I was extremely grateful.
    “Thank you, Poppy. I really appreciate this,” I said.
    “No problem and how is $700 a week?” she quizzed.
    “More than enough. Thank you,” I winked. She put her glass up to me so we could clink them.
    This was just the beginning. If everything was gonna be this easy, I would have my clothing line up and running successfully in no time. I didn’t feel bad, because Poppy would have her husband back in no time at this rate.
     
    Josalyn
     
    Man, was I ready to go home. Here I was sitting in VIP, looking around while my sisters entertained their next come up in life. I just couldn’t get with this lifestyle at all. Using someone to get higher in life just seemed so thirsty, but that’s just always how my sisters have been. Ever since we were little, they would always find ways to scheme and lie their way out of things. I exhaled heavily as my eyes searched the club to keep an eye on my siblings. Andi was still over there flirting with DJ Hollis, as Zooey became fake friends with Poppy.
    I pulled out my phone and pressed the home button to see the time. I stared at the picture of Craig and I that was on my lock screen. I shook my head and quickly looked back up, because I was not trying to sulk in the club.
    Just then, a guy walked by and accidentally bumped my hand. Zooey’s drink spilled into my fucking lap and drenched my dress. Ugh! This is one of the reasons I hated clubbing.
    “Oh shit, I’m sorry,” the guy said as he helped me up off the couch to let the ice slide out of my lap.
    “Um, it’s okay,” I sighed at my soaked dress.
    “Let me pay for that,” he said and I realized his voice sounded familiar.
    “Cassian?” I quizzed as I looked up into his gorgeous face.
    Cassian was a twenty-four-year-old singer/rapper. His last album was super successful, going almost diamond, but for some reason he’d been MIA to the scene recently. Cassian was sexy as fuck. His skin was the color of brown sugar; he had dark brown eyes, sexy lips, and a perfect muscular build. He kept his haircut low, and his facial hair was kept to a minimum.
    “You know me?” he smirked because he knew I did. Who didn’t know him?
    “Yeah, I like your songs,” I nodded nervously. Why did I tell him that? Play it cool like Andi said , I told myself.
    “Well thank you beautiful. But like I said, let me pay for your dress,” he grinned and my legs felt like linguini all of a sudden. I hadn’t felt this nervous upon meeting a guy since Craig. Then again, this was Cassian.
    “Uh, okay. How will you do that?” I asked once I realized I didn’t know how much it would cost in order to ask him for the money now.
    “Let me get your number, and once you take it to wherever it needs to go, I will give you the money,” he replied with his breath smelling like cotton candy.
    Fine, fine, fine, was all that my brain could produce right now. My dress had become the least of my worries.
    “Uh, um, that’s fine,” I shrugged. He was still holding my hand as he smiled down into my eyes.
    “You here all alone?” he wondered.
    “No, my sisters are here with me. Somewhere,” I chuckled, as I looked around a little bit. I felt so dumb