She's Daddy novel Chapter 2

Dom

I got out of the truck as soon as it pulled over and look over to the driver's seat where my friend made her much slower way out.

"Thanks again for doing this man."

Sin grunted and locked her car door then turned to face the building we were parked in front of, a Starbucks cup in hand.

"So, it's finish then? This is it?"

I turned to the large structure which now held all my dreams. It had been an old warehouse until a few months ago after I'd purchased it from the previous owners. After weeks of construction, hours pouring over various invoices and a huge chunk of my savings poured in, we were finally here.

"Yup." I said proudly. Above the front door, a sign holding the name of the club winked out at us. I winced at the name 'X-Tasy' but I hadn't been able to come up with anything better and Sin had insisted on calling it that. I'd decided against using neon lights but again Sin was trying to convince me otherwise.

"Nice man. Alright. What you need done today?"

I was planning on opening next weekend so I needed to put the finishing touches on the place. My liquor orders were arriving today; I was interviewing workers tomorrow as soon as Chantel sent me the list she'd promised. She said she knew a couple of people that would do a good job and help make this club everything I wanted it to be.

"Well, the drinks come today so Imma need help taking some of that shit to the cellar and arranging them in the bar. While we wait, you can help me hang up the paintings and all the other shit I got in yo trunk. "

"Decorating. Cool. "

I forgave the one worded, less than enthusiastic replies because Sin looked like she had a long night. It was just a little past ten A.M. and this nigga still had that 'just woke up from sleep' face.

"Boy you look like shit."

Sin shrugged. I smirked. "Working late?"

I asked even though I knew that was probably not the case. She grinned at me and I was struck by how fucking fine she is.

"In a manner of speaking."

"Nigga you ain't shit."

I shook my head in exasperation but there was a smile on my face as I regarded her. I was grateful as hell she'd gotten her tired ass outta bed for me. Reconnecting with Sin was one of the best things about moving to Atlanta. We'd been friends back in Chicago and I'd practically lived at her parents house for the later part of my teens. I'd missed her when she'd left after high school and it was the first time in almost six years that we were living in the same area again. We were practically like sisters, or bros or whatever, but that why despite the fact that I thought she was attractive as fuck, nothing was ever going to happen between us. Sin didn't go for my type anyways.

"Yeah yeah. Just let me finish my coffee then you can put me to work."

I jog ahead to unlock the doors with my key and allow her to follow. I was dressed in my oldest pair of faded blue jeans and a flannel shirt over a tank top. Clothes that I wouldn't mind messing up. Not that there'd be any work that'll mess up my attire today but I'd been wearing things like this all through the renovation and I didn't mind for a few more days.

Five hours later, Sin and I cart the last of the crates down to the basement.

"Fuck!" Sin exclaims when she drops her end on the floor and bends with her hands on her knees breathing heavily. I still had to take out all the bottles and stack them into the wooden wine shelf I'd installed earlier but I was beat right about now. We'd been at it since we got in doing from one thing to another. I wasn't breathing as heavily as Sin but I was certainly tired.

"No offense man but I don't think I can do any more right now."

Neither did I. Before I could reply, we heard noises upstairs.

I frowned. I wasn't open yet an didn't have any employees. I definitely wasn't expecting anyone. I looked at Sin and she shrugged so she wasn't either.

Habit nearly has me reaching for my side but I tamp down on the impulse. I wasn't going to find anything there. I was done with all that.

Instead, I jogged upstairs to see what was up. My face broke into a smile when I spotted Chantel standing in the middle of my LED dancefloor looking around. Today she was wearing a tight nude color, sleeveless sundress and strappy black sandals with wedge heels. Her hair was pulled up behind and her front curls were arranged to form bangs around her face which held the barest hint of make up. She must've heard me coming because she turned around and spread her arms wide. A slim gold watch winked at her wrist.

"This is fucking awesome nigga!"

I laughed and came up from behind the bar meeting her ass halfway across the dance floor and pulling her into a hug.

"I didn't know you were coming."

She pulls away and searches her large ass purse before pulling out a paper and waving it. "I had to come give you this. Names and numbers of the people I told you about."

"Aw shit man. Thank you. But you ain't have to come all this way. "

"I know. But I was done with my errands for the day and I thought I'd stop by and see the place before it starts crawling with motherfuckers. It looks really good Dom!"

I laughed again when she gave me another excited hug. After we pulled apart, she started to say something before she looked over my shoulder and her expression changed. I knew Sin was behind me without evening turning around.