Page 53 of Beyond The Stars

She shook her head, no.

“How that work when I know Qamar got kids?”

“Damn, you been pillow talking?” Qamar jested towards Jay.

“Not too much on my man,” Candi stood in front of Jay. “I seen it on the blogs.” She laughed, lightening the mood.

“Damn, I gotta get my circle smaller,” Qamar spoke out loud but was talking to himself.

Jay’s hand landed on his shoulder. “I been told you that. Come chill with me for a while. You don’t mind do you, Miss Siasia?”

“Um.” Her eyes went to Qamar to gauge his mood. “Sure.” She shrugged once she seen he was okay with it.

“Yes, back that shit up on him, Siasia!” Candi cheered, watching Siasia grind on Qamar.

After going inside, Siasia found out the home belonged to Jay’s mama. She fried some fish now everyone was in the backyard listening to music. With Jay and Candi being older than them, most of the music was from their generation with them spinning a few new school songs every now and then.

Jay’s mama, Jolene, sent someone to the neighborhood store to get them a few drinks. Now, everyone was full and felt great.

“Like this?” Siasia cheesed, her eyes damn near closed from the big smile on her face.

Tossing her ass into Qamar, she put her hands on her knees and created the perfect arch in her back. Slowly, she worked him over as if it was just the two of them.

Qamar’s eyes sat just as low from the weed he and Jay smoked together. The sounds of the music coupled with the feeling of Siasia’s hot pussy, he was ready to take her somewhere to punish her for showing out in front of company.

"I can tell a stripper when I see one," Candi observed. "you dance, Siasia?"

Feeling good and not ashamed, Siasia nodded her head never missing a beat while still dancing on Qamar.

“All the more reason why I’m rooting for you.” Candi winked.

Siasia blushed.

“You trying to take my wife, ain’t it?” Jay ogled Candi, seeing exactly why people were turned on by her.

A mortified look plastered across Siasia’s face. “No!” she spoke quickly.

Jay and Candi laughed. “I’m just messing with you, Miss Siasia.”

“She’s a dope ass photographer too,” Qamar tossed out casually.

Candi look shocked. “For real?”

Normally, Siasia would plug her small side business into any and every conversation but Candi and Jay seemed like real professional people. “I freelance.” She shied away this time.

“Oo!” Candi squealed. “We have a photoshoot coming up with Black Excellence Magazine for the 40 under 40 edition. You want to shoot us?”

Her eyes bounced between Candi, Jay, and Qamar who smiled hard with a head nod telling her to say yes. “40 under 40 millionaires?” she asked for clarification. She’d heard of the list and of course one of her dreams was to have a photoshoot for Black Excellence Magazine. It was one of the top publications for Black people.

“Yes ma’am. You are looking at one of the only Black marijuana companies in the world. Jay is the owner of Black Magic strains of weed,” Candice bragged, wagging her brows playfully.

“We, Magic… we are the owners,” Jay corrected, calling Candi by the nickname he’d adorned her with when he first laid eyes on her. Said her big catlike eyes and beautiful dark skin reminded him of a magical black cat. She’d been his Magic ever since.

“I—I’m sure,” Siasia stuttered before licking her lips. “I’m sure they have their own photographers.”

“And I’m sure they’ll let us bring our own. Give me your number ‘cause you doing it.” Candi handed Siasia her phone, not willing to take no for an answer.

Doing as she was told, with shaky hands she punched in her contact information.

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