2 Weeks Later

"Come, baby I want to give you...my...looooove."

The crowd cheered as Jazmine sang the last line of her song. As soon as she was done Bill "Big Willy" Jones came on stage after her. Bill was a well known ladies man. Jazmine made a mental note to steer clear of him. She probably wouldn't see him other nights since she stays in her dressing room preparing to go on stage. Usually Jazmine performed last, but since tonight was opening night and Jazmine drew a lot of people in she performed first tonight. The place itself came along beautifully. Huey took Jazmine's idea of having the VIP. Room gold and ran with it. He made the whole entire place gold. There were fountains and expensive art and vivid green plants and a dash of ruby red as an undertone for the gold.

As you know tonight was the grand opening of Jazmine's and the place was packed to the max. Literally there were people who couldn't get in because there were so many people already in there. Of course, Huey was there dressed sharply as usual. He had on a crisp white suit with a blue silk shirt on underneath with a long coat and a hat that matched with a blue rim. Jazmine, of course performed and the crowd loved her. She wore her hair big and curly tonight. She had on a beautiful gold necklace and a short form fitting red dress. After it was time for her to leave the stage she went into the crowd to talk to some people who considered themselves fans. Tonight there were a lot of big names in Jazz there. Jazmine didn't know how Huey made it happen, but...he did.

He found quite a talented bunch of acts. James Franklin, Della Moore, Diles Mavis Bill Jones, Sarah Young and a few other interchangeable acts. There were also a lot of stage dancers. They would go out into crowds and dance with the men in the crowd. Jazmine had never seen that before. From the places she's played at, the dancers usually stayed on the stage. Jazmine was so ecstatic, that when she got away from the crowd she ran and hugged Huey when she spotted him near the back.

"It's a success! Look at all these people here, Huey! Yay!" Jazmine held onto Huey's hand as she danced around. Huey pulled his hand back and replaced his surprised expression with a cold, emotionless one.

"Yes. I see." Huey sipped something out of a glass.

"Oh come on, Huey. You can be excited tonight. Would it kill you crack a smile?"

Jazmine made a goofy face.

"Stop trying to make me smile, Jazmine. It's not going to work."

"Well you need a little happiness in your life. You're like, all business."

"Good."

"No that's not good. You need some company every once in a while. Don't you just want to wake up everyday and have someone to talk too?"

"No. Why are you being so nosy today?"

"How am I being nosy?" She put her hands o her hips defensively.

"By butting into my personal life...which is none of your business by the way."

"Please," Jazmine made a shooing motion with her hand, "you don't have a personal life if no one knows about it." In typical Huey fashion he raised his eyebrow up, then put his drink down and looked at Jazmine.

"Go enjoy yourself, Jazmine."

"I wish you'd take your own advice."

Huey sighed in frustration.

"Okay, okay. Don't worry about it. It'll happen...eventually. You'll smile….one day."

"Let. it. go."

"Sure, whatever you say Mr. Freeman." She walked away swinging her hips. Huey couldn't help but to look on after her. She really looked nice in that dress tonight.

Jazmine enjoyed herself the rest of the night. She socialized with many people. She flirted with some guys, got friendly with the bartenders, and drank herself silly. There were girls there that questioned her about Huey. They asked her things like how was he in bed, were they together, did they have a chance with him. Jazmine couldn't believe that women would seriously ask someone something like that. Did they have no class? Anyways, Jazmine hadn't see Huey anywhere since they last talked.

It was hours later and the place was dying down. After all it was a Tuesday. People had jobs and kids to go home to. Jazmine was thankful that that wasn't the case with her. Well it was around closing time and Huey had hired many security guards that made sure those that were intoxicated made their way out the club. Some guys were passed out on the balcony on the second floor. Others were slumped down at the bar, snoring drunkenly. The women had much more sense. There was only one woman that got pissy drunk, but her friend she came with had dragged her with her into a cab. Some men stumbled drunkenly into the street and out on the curb, where they slept. Huey had taken many precautions to ensure that what happened outside of The Mighty Burner with Jazmine didn't happen at his establishment. There were bodyguards everywhere. At the door, at all the exits, even some standing outside the bathrooms. Huey prided himself on making sure that all bases were covered.

The only people left at Jazmine's were the clean-up crew, the bodyguards, and Jazmine and Huey. Oh and, much to Jazmine's dismay Kimberly was lurking around somewhere.

"Hmmm. He didn't show up."

"Who?" Huey snuck up behind Jazmine out of nowhere. She visibly jumped.

"Now who's in whose business?" Jazmine smirked.

"Just wanted to see you jump."

"What a sadist. Anyways, I invited a guy here to see me perform, but he didn't greet me tonight so I assume he didn't come. Shame. I liked him."

"Oh. Well. There's always another night." Huey said absentmindedly. Did he just try to make her feel better? Probably not.

Flashback

Huey was standing at the bar looking around at the place. He was trying to figure out what improvements was needed. To him, nothing was never perfect. There's always a way to improve something...to make something more efficient. This was why Huey's business ventures were a success. He went above and beyond. He never stopped thinking. He didn't drink much, he didn't smoke or have any other addictions that most men his age had, including women. He was just business and the revolution. Though he has been slightly been neglecting the revolution, ever since that situation happened with Tom.

There was a guy who came and stood next to him at the bar.

"Man she is so beautiful." Huey snapped out of his thoughts to see Jazmine on stage. That had to be who he was talking about. Huey ignored him and continued thinking about what he usually thought about.

Business.

"Hey do you think she'd like those flowers?" The man held up some cheap, obviously fake flowers. Even though it was late November, Huey was sure there were better flowers around than those things.

"You're asking the wrong person."

"Well, once she gets off stage I'll know."

"Maybe."

"I just need her to hurry her fine self up."

"Well...Jazmine does have her fair share of admirers so...good luck."

"Well I don't need luck my brother."

"I think you just might."

"What are you saying? Are you trying to get with Jazmine too? I think you better step back my brother, Jazmine wants me."

"Delusional, much, my brother?" See, this is why Huey didn't talk to strangers.

"Jazmine invited me here. Told me to bring her flowers and I'm going to take her out...on a nice date...maybe a picnic in the park."

"Yeah right. Let me talk to you for a second over here." Huey ushered the man towards his office. Huey told him who he was and after the man profusely apologized, Huey banned him from the place.

'Wow. That guy was telling the truth.'

"Yeah. I guess. Well I better be going I have a lot to do tomorrow." Jazmine yawned and stretched at this statement.

"Like what?"

Jazmine raised one eyebrow and bore a feisty expression.

"Well if you must know I am redecorating my apartment."

"Oh." Huey said absentmindedly while looking around the place to see of it was in perfect condition to leave it in.

"Well I better go." Jazmine grabbed her belongings and proceeded to leave.

Huey nodded his head as a greeting goodbye. As Jazmine was walking out she turned back around and faced Huey from the door. Huey looked up at her.

"You know Huey you may not be a man of many words but when you speak everyone listens. I admire that."

She turned to leave and Huey seemed to think about her words, then continued to walk. He had long taken off his coat and had the sleeves of his shirt pushed up. He began to inspect behind the bar. He noticed that there were a couple of broken bottles and there was liquid everywhere and spilled straws on the floor.

"Kimberly!" Huey yelled in his cold voice with his authoritative tone.

"Yes?" She arrived in the doorway and stuck her head.

"Get someone from the cleaning crew to clean this mess up behind the bar. And tell Rhonda I need to speak with her when she comes in tomorrow. I'm about to leave, so you get home as well."

"Okay, sir." She left again. Suddenly someone in a big fur coat burst through the doors.

"Who in their right mind would do that shit?! I mean come on!?" Huey would recognize that southern accent from anywhere. He just closed his eyes in frustration. He just wanted to get home and get some sleep. He only slept about six hours between now and the past two days. He has been working nonstop for the opening of Jazmine's.

"What the hell is wrong now, drama queen?" Huey said visibly frustrated.

"I am not a drama queen. And someone slashed my tires! How am I supposed to get home now?"

"Calm, down. Don't you have a spare, Jazmine?"

"A what?! I don't even know what you're talking about right now I just want to get home."

"Jazmine. Get someone to fix your car in the morning. Meanwhile catch a cab and goodnight." Huey walked out the door shutting off all the lights behind him. Jazmine lightly ran behind him in her tall heels.

"I can't catch a cab wearing this!"

"And? What the hell do you want me to do? This is your problem."

"Can you please just take me home?"

Huey deliberated for a second.

"Fine. Come on."

Jazmine followed Huey out of the door. They said goodnight to all the staff outside ready to get in their cars. Some were standing by their cars having little conversations. Some looked onwards at Huey and Jazmine getting into the same car. One of those people was Kimberly, who was just burning with envy.

As Huey and Jazmine got into Huey's car, Jazmine had a bad feeling in her gut. Something was wrong. She just knew it. Her grandmother had always told her to trust her instincts, they never lied. Jazmine tried to shake off the bad feelings. Maybe her instincts were wrong for a change.

"So...Huey. Nice ride."

"Whatever."

"Whatever? Jeez. I guess I won't be giving you compliments."

"Good. Maybe you'll stop talking altogether."

"Ouch. I see being sleep deprived makes you even meaner than usual."

"Well your incessant chatter doesn't make it better. Can this be a quiet ride?"

"Well...okay...I have one more question though...How do you know where I live?"

Huey was quiet for a second.

"I know where all my employees live."

"Well that's pretty unfair that we don't know where our boss lives."

"And you won't. Besides I have many places of residence."

"Why?Oh...I get it," Jazmine leaned in and whispered, "illegitimate kids. Gotcha."

"What?" Huey said half in shock, half in annoyance. That girl just says whatever comes to mind.

"You know that may be why you're so secretive. You're hiding a wife and kids and you don't want the world to know. Haha, Huey Freeman. I gotcha. I have figured it out. You can't fool me you can't fool the Jaz-"

"Jazmine. I'm getting a headache. Please close that thing that helps you make a living before I do something about it."

"Oh, Huey. How did you find out about my second job? Hahahahahahaaaaa!" Jazmine snapped her legs shut and giggled.

Huey sighed.

"Okay, Okay. I'll be quiet. I'm just a little tipsy is all."

Five minutes later, as they approached Jazmine's house, a thick smell began to permeate the air. It smelled of smoke. As they got closer they saw something neither of them could believe. Jazmine's expensive rented apartment building was on fire. Well, only one side of it. That side happened to be where her place was located.

"Oh, my god, Huey! I'm homeless! My place is burnt!" Jazmine opened the door and prepared to get out of the car.

"Jazmine, don't!" Jazmine tried to approach the fire, but some firemen pulled her back.

"I'm sorry, ma'm. You can't go in there."

"But...my...stuff." Jazmine pouted and put her head down.

Huey caught up to her and tried to bring her back to the car. There were other people out there that obviously were victims. They looked at Huey and Jazmine's familiar faces.

"Jazmine...come on. I know this is a shock to you but you are lucky. You were not hamed. You can easily gain back material stuff. Nothing is more valuable than your life. Let's go." Huey said the last part with authority.

"But where will I go Huey I have no home! I can't go back with my parents. My mother hates me right now for leaving the mighty burner, I've lost all my clothing, my beautiful dresses. My pearls. Oh my pearls! My car's tire is busted, and I'm homeless now and I hav-"

"Jazmine! Shut. The. Hell. up. Get in the car."

"Where are we going?" Huey was much too tired to argue. He just wanted to go home and sleep. He would probably let a monkey drive his car right now.

"You're going home...with me."

Dun dun duuuuuuun! Did you see that coming? Jazmine's car flat and her place burned down? Coincidence? Hmmmm... As you can see Jazmine is a little tipsy tonight which is unsual for her since she generally can hold her liqour So Jazmine may be temporaririly living with Huey?...hmmmm a certain someone is not gonna like that...We shall see how this goes...please review.