Heaven Between Her Thighs: Stealing His Heart by Denora Boone Page B

because that was where she found her relief. Singing unto the glory of the Lord was like therapy for her. Then one day it was all snatched away and she never went back to reclaim it.
    “You sung professionally?” they heard coming from behind them. Turning around to where the voice had come from, they saw Qyree.
    “No, not professionally. I wanted to, but you know how our plans aren’t always what God has in mind for us and we have to merge into the lane that He wants us in. I guess that wasn’t my lane,” she laughed a laugh of sadness. Both Qyree and Von could tell that her heart was in singing just by her performance alone.
    “Yo, you should really get back in there. The world needs that voice you have been gifted with,” Qyree encouraged. Watching her on that stage and how she ministered to the young crowd was amazing to him. He saw eyes being opened, lives being changed, and hearts being healed while she sang. It wasn’t forced. It was authentic and real and he could tell that she was in the wrong career field.
    Before she had a chance to respond to him, a pretty dark-skinned girl walked up behind him with two of her friends. She was beautiful with her long curly hair and bright eyes, but the smug look and the way she looked Cheynese up and down instantly turned her ugly. Chey didn’t understand why women acted like that towards other women they didn’t even know. She chalked it up to some kind of insecurities they must have had because that was the only way she could see them having an issue with her. They knew nothing about her and from the way they were acting, she wasn’t interested in letting them into her world anyway.
    “Bae, how you gonna tell me and my girls to drop by so you can show us a good time but then you in the next broad’s face,” she said, once again, looking at Von and Chey crazy. Home girl obviously thought she was going to get a reaction out of her, but was sadly mistaken. She did get a response but not what she thought or from who she thought.
    “Aye shawty, look. First of all, you not the only female I invited, ask your girl right there. I bet she didn’t tell you that. Second, we not even that cool for you to be calling me bae. I ain’t even hit yet and you already catching feelings. And last, who I talk to is none of your concern. I don’t even know why I just explained anything to you fo’ real,” Qyree said shocking everybody. “I’ll get up with you later Chey, and again, you did an amazing job.
    “Okay, and thank you. I’m so glad you liked it,” she told him, unbothered by the women who had just been put in their place.
    Qyree returned his attention back to the three women. “So you coming with me or nah? I ain’t got time to be playing games.”
    For a minute, Chey thought the girl that had just gotten her face cracked was about to bow out gracefully. There was no way she was going to let him talk to her like that and still leave with him. The girl stood there contemplating if she wanted to go because of the way he just played her, but thought against it. If she played his little game and went along with him, she was sure that what she had to offer him would have him coming back for more. That meant the more he came back the more money he would drop in her hands. Qyree was loaded and almost everyone knew it.
    “You right, Qy. My bad. You know I’m going with you,” she said batting her eyes at him.
    “Typical,” Von scoffed and sucked her teeth, and Chey elbowed her in her side to make her stop.
    “Excuse me?” one of the other women said coming to the ringleader’s defense. Von turned her head from side to side then craned her neck to look behind her.
    “Von, what are you doing?” Chey asked. Now Chey was far from being a punk. As a matter of fact, back in her day, she wouldn’t hesitate putting her hands to work. Now that she was older and had a career, her character and reputation were important to her and she wouldn’t dare let anyone bring her