I held up a finger and stepped out of his hold to tell Reece and Essence I was leaving.
I picked up my clutch and kissed Essence on the cheek.
“I’ll see you later. I’m heading out with Kash,” I announced.
“Wait, how well do you know him?” Essence remarked.
“He’s a race car driver for Cyrus. I know him, and he’s cute. Momma needs to have a
little fun.”
“Kash is a playboy and arrogant, Arianna. More than likely, he won’t call you
tomorrow,” Reece stated. Bending down, I hugged and whispered in her ear.
“That’s the plan,” I said.
“When will I find a sexy, rich, rude boy?” Essence commented.
“Keep looking around; there’s a club full of people,” I said, waving before I grabbed
Kash’s hand. Moving through the crowd toward the VIP exit, the photographers were hanging
out and took
