Chapter 60
Anu-Ms K
It’s Cole A’s release day and I’m popping with excitement.
Never mind that I’m a little nervous. Daniel can’t make it because of work, but he somehow convinced Andrea to film the entire event live for him to watch.
Which she has been doing all evening. I have managed to stay out of her way because she has turned out to be a woman on a mission.
The fans have been happy with the album so far and the party seems to be going great.
I join the producers and all of Jordan’s friends on stage and hide behind the crowd when he thanks everyone that worked on the album.
Just as Daniel convinced Andrea to live stream for him, Jordan convinced me last night to be the closing act.
I play drums and he sings, just straight-out improv, but we are usually in sync with each other.
We’ve done this once or twice before, but we didn’t have an audience, and we were just having fun.
Jordan is convinced it will be the best closing act, just a good ole improv moment.
“Everyone having fun?” Jordan asks the crowd and an uproar of yeah!
is the response from the crowd. “That’s good, because I’m about to bring out a very special woman, and we are going to perform together.
But before I bring her out here…” The crowd cheers.
“That’s good, but before I bring her out, I’m going to need you guys to just enjoy this and not post this on your social media.
I know you all love to post everything, but you are not allowed to post this.
Remember all that stuff you signed coming in here; it means I can sue your ass if you post this.
And if you must know, MAK’s man is lawyer.
” The crowd cheers. “So, I’m going to bring my friend MAK back on stage and we are going to perform for you guys.
And I should warn you, she’s taken, and her man is kind of bat shit obsessed.
” The crowd laughs. “He even told me I can’t call her my girl.
” Everyone laughs. “I’m serious. He’s quiet but beware the fury.
” He stresses and winks. Everyone laughs.
Me: Please tell me you didn’t tell Jordan not to call me his girl
Unc Dan: Damn right I did, Andy is his girl, and you are my girl
Me: Seriously, Daniel
Unc Dan: Yes, seriously, now go and perform. Can’t wait to watch my girl
Me: You and I will discuss this later
Unc Dan: gladly, now go
I put the phone away just as Jordan says “Without further ado, MAK get over here.”
I step on stage, nervous, shaking in my shoes, but I hold it together. I can do this. I love drumming, and I should just keep my focus on the drums and nothing else.
“Just imagine I’m in the crowd watching,” Daniel had said to me when I told him how nervous I was about being on stage. I mantra that and take each step as the crowd cheers, till I get to the drum and sit.
“Ready, MAK?” Jordan says and I nod. “Let’s do this.” He signals to me.
I start drumming and the crowd goes silent at first, then they start to move to the beat.
Jordan sings in between the beat as I drum.
I drum faster and harder and he matches the tempo.
When he finishes, the crowd erupts in cheers.
I exhaled the breath I was holding it. I didn’t mess up, I fanned my hands and smiled.
“What do you all think?” The cheer is louder.
“Told you MAK is amazing.” The crowd gets louder, cheering.
I smile and gently wave to the crowd. “Alright, one last one for the night. Don’t forget to start streaming the new songs and, for the love of all things good, my men: don’t look MAK up and start stalking her. ”
Everyone laughs at the sassy tone. He turns to me, mouthing “ready?” I nod.
I start drumming and let loose with the feel of the beats vibrating through my blood. Jordan starts to hum to the beat. I hear him, and I glide the beats into his hum and sync with him as he raps in a slow melody. Like a perfect symphony, we round up the beat and hum in harmony.
The crowd erupts, chanting “MAK! MAK! MAK!” I get up and walk to Jordan, and we wave to the crowd.
“Thank you all for coming, and keep on streaming.” We both walk off the stage and join Jordan’s team and managers, that are happily cheering.
Andrea comes to hug me. “You guys were amazing, MAK!” she yells, almost damaging my ear drums. I pull from the hug and see Daniel on the phone smiling.
“Hey, you. Didn’t know you are still here.”
“Of course. Couldn’t miss it, Princess.”
“Technically, you missed it by not being here. Thank goodness for technology.”
“I’m sorry, Princess.”
“Are you back tonight?”
“On my way to the airport.”
“Let’s roll!” Jordan yells behind me. “Got to go. Talk later, and Andrea needs her phone.”
“See you soon, princess.”
I end the video and give Andrea back her phone.
“You two, are a delight to watch,” she says with a smile.
I roll my eyes at her as Jordan grabs her arm.
We move with the bodyguards to the car. On our drive home, I’m quiet as Andrea talks nonstop about the evening.
She thinks Jordan and I need to do a show named MAK and Cole A’s improv night.
I shake my head, laughing. She’s on a roll.
Jordan and I indulge her as she goes on and on about how great it would be to put me in the spotlight, forgetting the fact that I dislike being in the spotlight.
We get to their house in record time. I’m surprised to see Zack waiting outside. How did he know to be here? My skeptic frown is immediate.
“I told Daniel we would be here,” Andrea answers my questioning face.
“Well, I guess that’s a good night for me.”
“You sure you won’t hang out for bit?” Jordan asks.
“Raincheck. I’m a little tired, and need my rest so we can get going tomorrow.”
He nods. I hug Andrea, grab my stuff and head to join Zack, who’s patiently waiting. I could use the rest, but I’m not that tired that I can’t hang out. But knowing Daniel is on his way home, and he tends to dislike the idea of getting home and me not being there, it’s best I head home.
“Hey, Zack. You are my driver tonight, I see.” I smile at him.
“Hey, Ms K. That was a great performance tonight.”
I grin.
“Thank you, Zack. I was very nervous.”
“It didn’t show, and you were amazing at the drum.”
“Thanks, Zack.”
I get in and our drive home is quiet. When he pulls up at the building:
“Are you going back for Daniel?” I ask.
“Yes, he should be landing in about an hour.”
“Alright. Thank you and see you later. Have a good night.”
“You too, Ms K.”
I head inside and freeze the moment when I see the unit is squeaky clean.
Like, spotless. I don’t take my shoes off, because it’s strange to me.
The kitchen is sparkling: all dishes washed and dried off.
My fridge is clean and neatly arranged. I head to my room: all the clothes I left on the bed are gone, my bed is perfectly made.
I open my closet. It’s like some imaginary fairy godmother waved a clean-up wand and my closet is perfectly organized.
Daniel’s room is always tidy. Even on the days I make a mess in there, it’s tidy.
He somehow finds time to clean up before leaving.
I go to his room next and it’s spotless.
Taking a seat at the edge of the bed, I text him.
Me: I think someone broke into our unit.
Unc Dan: What! Are you okay?
Are you safe?
I’m calling Bruce to come and get you
Can you hide somewhere?
His messages come in rapidly. I chuckle, knowing I got him to freak out the same way he caused me to freak out when I walked in here.
Me: I think they are long gone, after cleaning the entire unit, like it’s about to be photographed for a magazine
Unc Dan: Don’t scare me like that. I was losing my mind
Me: Imagine how I felt when I walked in.
Unc Dan: I sent my housekeeper over. I know how you get when you are nervous, and I didn’t want you to come back and see all that, then sleep on the sofa because you have clothes on your bed and you don’t want to sleep in my bed because I’m not there.
Me: Thanks, please let me know next time so I don’t freak out.
Unc Dan: Yes Princess, shower and get in my bed. I will be there soon.
Me: See you soon, Uncle Dan.
Unc Dan: Sure, Ms K
I put the phone away and head to shower. Everything is so organized that I’m scared to touch or place them back wrong. Fucking neat freak.
I’m asleep when he curls into be with me, nuzzling and kissing me.
“You were amazing tonight,” he mumbles.
“You were not there”, I remind.
“I’m sorry, princess,” he says kissing my neck. “My dad needed my help.”
“Fine, you are forgiven because of your dad.”
“Thank you, your highness. I bought you something.”
“What is it?” I ask.
He brings out the box and takes out the bracelet. I take it from him.
It’s a three-tone gold bracelet with musical instrument charms. Only the instruments I play. I love the drumstick charm. I hug him.
“I love it! Thank you.”
His kiss is sensual and deep, and his love making is slow, like he only wants our body and soul to speak. God, I’m so in love with him.