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That haircut is doing you wonders! Your mother and father would be so proud of you, probably smiling down from heaven as we speak!" Evanston blushed as he thanked her, her words of encouragement meaning more to him than she'd ever know.
"Man 'Tasha, I just want everything to be perfect! I have a lot riding on this and some big names interested! If everything goes well, which I pray it will, then you'd be looking at the sole artist and part- owner of a new art gallery right here in downtown!"
"Oh my God, I'm so happy for you babe! Don't let anything or ANYONE ruin this night for you! I just KNOW everything will be EXACTLY what you want it too!" 'Tasha hugged him close, his scent filling her nostrils as she melted in his hold. Her statement didn't go unnoticed, for she was well aware how Evanston felt about a certain someone who'd be showing up on the arm of his best friend.
"I mean it Kajina! This is you're moment so f**k hoe others feel! What she said, those things—"
"Lets not do this now! Remember this is a happy moment! I'm over it, if that's how she feels then so be it!" He was anything but what he admitted, Tasha could tell by the far away look in his eyes. She liked Juliet, she really did but, she just wished he didn't as well because maybe then he'd see what was so plainly right in front of his face.
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