Page 6 of Beautiful Harmonies

By the time they were all acquainted, it was time for us to be led to our seats. Deontray grabbed my hand and said, “Call me.”

He quickly spit out his phone number, and I repeated it, hoping I could remember it to save it in my phone once I sat. I gave him a final glance as I was escorted to the front on the opposite side that he and Mi’Junae were being seated.Hopefully, one of my girls would be able to go to the studio with me tonight. Being alone with him would test every ounce of restraint I possessed.

“I can’t believeyou won song of the year! Mama would be so proud, Deon. I’m proud of you. You worked hard for this.”

“You damn right I did. Thank you, sis, but you acting like this is my first award. I won this award last year and new artist year before last.”

“I’m just acknowledging how proud I am and how much you deserve the accolades, big head. Can’t ever be serious with yo’ ass.”

I rolled my eyes as we sat through the final performance. After spending time with Kamari before everything started, I was glad I didn’t have to perform. I would have stared at her ass all night, although I caught her glimpses at me while she was performing. She winked at me when she started singing the song I’d sung for her earlier. She was so damn beautiful seated up there on a stool, playing that guitar.

I was anxious for this shit to be over with though, because I wanted some one-on-one time with her. The engineer had looked at me like I was crazy when I told him I only wanted to keep the bassline. He suggested that I just do an acoustic version of the song, but I made it clear that I wanted the acoustic version to be the main version of the song. The full track could be the alternate variation. Of course, I would have to take that up with the record execs, but I needed someone else to know of my wishes so there wouldn’t be any misunderstanding.

When the host came out, I knew it was a wrap. I hadbeenready to leave, but I didn’t want to miss a moment to stare at Kamari. So if she was sitting through the entire thing, then I would too. Plus, I didn’t know if she remembered the number I spit out earlier. I knew she could find a way to contact me if she didn’t remember it, but I really wanted to see her tonight. I had a feeling that she really wanted to see me too.

She was a good girl. I really liked that about her. I hadn’t seen her be romantically involved with anyone in the industry, and that was a turn-on. She and I could be the next power couple, taking over the charts together.

I stood from my seat and grabbed Mi’s hand, leading her out through the crowd. I didn’t give a damn about more than half of the people here. I came because I was nominated. Thankfully, I wanted to be here to accept the award if I won; otherwise, I would have missed the opportunity to be in Kamari’s space.

When we got to the front, people were everywhere, stopping me for pictures and what not. I was getting irritated, because I wasn’t that friendly to be taking pictures like that. I typically took pictures with the media, and that was it. So, when I felt a shoulder tap, I was about to turn around and send them packing until I saw Kamari.

I smiled slightly and said, “Congratulations, artist of the fucking year!”

She giggled as her face reddened. “Thank you. Congratulations to you also!”

“Thanks. I appreciate that.”

“You heading out?”

“Yeah. I typically like being to myself once the business is over.”

She nodded. “I get it. This is a lot, but honestly, I enjoy every moment of it.”

I chuckled. “That’s because you’re a people person.”

“And you aren’t?” she asked then let out a laugh.

I frowned slightly. “So, you know about me?”

“Yeah. I read up on you a bit. I’m a fan. I wanted to ask for a picture, but I know you don’t particularly care for that. I mean, I know you would oblige me if I asked, but I refuse to be selfish in this moment.”

Out of every muthafucka here, she was the only one I wouldn’t mind taking a picture with. I grabbed her hand and pulled her closer to me, while licking my lips, and watched her face turn red. I pulled my phone from my pocket and took a selfie of the two of us, while Mulan took pictures of our interaction. We then posed for a better picture.

She pulled away slightly as I said, “Kamari, you can have whatever the fuck you want, beautiful. Real shit.”

Her eyes widened somewhat for a split second. She quickly recovered when she asked, “What did I do to deserve such an honor?”

She smirked, alerting me of her sarcasm, but I ignored that shit and grabbed her hands. “You seem genuine, you’re beautiful, sweet, and something about you says that you would complement me well.”

I pulled her closer, and she seemed to be lost in me until a camera flashed. She pulled away and cleared her throat. “So, umm… what time should I meet you?”

“I’m going to my hotel to change, then I’m going to the studio. So, whenever you get there is fine.”

I scanned her body and found myself biting my bottom lip. My dick was getting hard, so I brought my gaze back to her eyes. She stepped closer, and I was about to get excited until she said, “Deontray, you know this wouldn’t work between us, right? I’m aware of your reputation just like you’re probably aware of mine. The last thing on my agenda is being made a fool out of because I surely don’t sleep around.”

“I know you don’t.”

“Then you’re telling me you’re ready to pursue something serious. I’m not sure if I believe that.”

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