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JANET POV

"The phone's for you girl" My employee Gloria said as I was doing hair, and he handed the phone to me.

"Thank you. Hello?" I answered.

"Janet? It's Dion" She said. One of my homegirls.

"Hey Dion, what's up?" I said.

"Nothing. Listen, normally I would not make this call. But since we friends, I gotta tell you, I'm at King of Diamonds and-"

"What? Girl I didn't know you were still stripping" I said.

"Believe it. Okay? I make more in a day, then you make in a week okay?" She said and I smacked my lips.

"Yeah okay." I said and she chuckled. "What you want Dion?" I asked.

"I wanna know why yo man and one of his friends is here, I think his friend goes out with your best friend Mickie" She said.

I scrunched my eyebrows.

"What?" I said.

"Sitting up in this club like they pay rent here" She said.

I rolled my eyes. "Whatever, he did tell me that he was going out with Carter, and yes Carter is Mickie's man" I said.

"Did he tell you he was coming here?" She asked.

"Nope. But we used to go to strip clubs together, so I'm not trippin. Not like he gone fuck them bitches" I said.

"Somebody better tell Erotica that" Dion said.

"Erotica?" I said.

"Yep. Shaking her ass all up in Trevante's face. See you later" Dion said before hanging up the phone.

I looked at the phone before sitting it down. "Gloria- I'll be right back" I said to her.

"Everything okay?" Gloria asked me.

"Yes I'm fine, I just gotta make a run. I'll be right back" I said putting my jacket on and I quickly walked out of my salon.

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I didn't even tell Mickie why we even here. I know for a fact that she doesn't know Carter is here.

"I can't believe you dragged me in here girl, I'm only staying one minute. I gotta get home to Carter and-"

"Okaaaay calm down. Just one minute. You see Trevante in here?" I asked.

"No, can we go?" Mickie asked.

"Mickie. Give me a minute. I need to see if he's in here, cause if he is I wanna see exactly what he's doing. And see what lie he tells me when he gets home" I said.

"I would kill Carter's ass if he was in this mothafuckin strip club." Mickie said.

I looked towards the front and seen Carter sitting there and one of the strippers was rubbing her titties in his face.

"Well I hope you brought a gun." I said.

"What?" Mickie said and I pointed at Carter.

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