Page 86 of Intentional Foul
When Malcolm requested, I hire an assistant, I dismissed it. After the onset of the panic attacks, I reached out to Erin and a few others.
“Jhae, you’ve seen my work ethic. This isn’t a job to me, it’s my passion,” she said.
“Would you be willing to relocate? Housing will be provided as a bonus to your generous salary,” I said, and she smiled.
I sat in the studio with Tyrus and replayed the album. We shuffled songs, trying to finalize a track list. Over the past twoweeks, Moe and I touched up the background vocals, sealing the deal.
“Jhae, Timeless Love will be a thing of the past. The soul greets you at the start of the beat. You and Moe together are unmatched,” Tyrus said, giving a playful shrug.
“But on to other things. I hired Erin, and she put her notice in with Midwest Records. She asked to finish the tour with KC before she transitioned to L.A. It will be after the All-Star game before she is on board. I’d preferred an earlier date, but I understood her reasoning,” I said.
Malcolm had been on my case about taking my label more seriously. He had valid points—the label would either soar or fall based on my effort.
“We need to move forward with some artist development for Icey. I’ll spend the holidays down south,” Tyrus said.
Malcolm was mid-season, and things were working out perfectly. I’m grateful for the studio being down the hall. I’ve settled into being a hermit.
“That works, I have a few projects to do. I’ll take this time and finish up some features, shore up some brand deals and Moe wants me to help with this soundtrack. The entire album is being placed in his lap. He wants me to write for a few artists,” I informed Tyrus.
He nodded his head in approval.
“Clean the deck, Jhae. After the new year, the focus is on your album, finding a distribution deal, and picking a single. I’m excited about this project,” Tyrus said.
“This is my most complex body of work. Each track is a letter to someone close to me, but I’m still struggling with an album name,” I admitted.
Tyrus and I embraced before he left. With him being gone, I could focus on getting ready for the game. Tonight, L.A. had a home game. They needed to win this one to qualify for the mid-season championship game and it’sTell Day. We were telling the world, including Anissa. I confirmed to my husband I could handle seeing Anissa from across the court. The most she would do was text me.
Malcolm came home in the wee hours of the morning, and we had what he called courage sex. I knew without a doubt he had no energy for practice this morning, but the video calls weren’t cutting it.
I removed my vibrating phone from my pocket, and I rolled my eyes to the ceiling seeing the message.
Hubby
Remember the plan?
Hubby
Stop rolling your eyes.
I giggled at this text.
Me
Yes, sit with the wives and girlfriends, mingle, wear my ring.
Hubby
And.
Me
Have your pussy ready when you get off the court.
Hubby
I need round two.
Me
