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+iii. art triangle.

"Hello this is the Singh's residence, you've reached our voicemail. We're not in right now, but if you'll leave a message we will get back to you shortly." Beep.

Azura pressed her freshly manicured finger on the red decline touch screen button on her phone, deciding upon not leaving a voicemail on her parents' house phone for the second time that day. It was becoming harder for her to keep up with all the lies and the things she wasn't telling them about her personal life, that each time she brought up the courage to tell them over the phone, she grew just as discouraged when they wouldn't answer.

Maybe it was a sign that it wasn't her time to tell them the full truth, however Zuri just hoped they wouldn't find out until she told them and didn't hear it from anyone else.

Her hangover, the misstep she had with Nasir and the boundary they both crossed was gladly several weeks behind her. She couldn't deny the feelings of loneliness settling into heart every time Nasir and Reign had their scheduled day, but as along as it settled down confrontations between the three of them she would learn to accept it. Besides that she had way more important things to worry about than to allow her mind to drift off to ideas of what they could be doing behind close doors.

Whenever she had off days from work or after it, majority of her time was spent writing up various essays and studying for pop quizzes in her art history courses at UCLA. Courses she didn't actually need to take since her focus was on fashion, but it added to her interest in art in general.

Grabbing her keys and her favorite Betsey Johnson crossbody bag from her yellow slightly beaten down Volkswagen Beetle, Azura headed into the warehouse building Reign frequently held indoor photo shoots. Today was her scheduled day to spend half the time with Reign until later when the three of them would be together for Nasir's opening of his art gallery.

Azura took in the appearance of the first guy she seen as she stepped off of the makeshift elevator once it made it to the second floor and gave him a shyly smile. She could hear the sound of camera flashes and some Major Lazer song she couldn't identify the title of blaring behind the black curtains dividing the room.

"Um, hi? I'm here to see Reign."

The guy turned around at the sound of her voice and his eyes grew wide as if he knew her or something. It made her slightly uncomfortable, but then again it was a known feeling she always had whenever she was meeting someone new. "Oh you must be the sweet little dandelion that Reign's always talking about."

His voice went from a low octave to a high pitch in a millisecond as he pushed the curtains back. "Reign, your girl is here!"

"Zuri? Come on back here babe!"

Upon Reign's request, Azura nodded thankfully toward the guy she still didn't know his name as she went through the curtains being held opened for her and found Reign in the middle of the floor taking a few last shots of some girl posing in front of a white backdrop.

Right away she felt out of her element with the thousand of eyes planted right on her, watching her every move. Okay that was a bit of an exaggeration, but from the makeup artist to the clothing stylist and the model, she could feel the overwhelming heat of being sized up. Fiddling with the bracelet on her left wrist that held heart charms with the initials of R, N, A; Azura stood and waited for Reign to be finished with the same girl whom she hadn't noticed was beautifully tatted up until now.

Zoned into her own thoughts, it took Reign gentle brush on her butt to bring her back into the moment where she stood with the both of them. Everyone else around them were busy packing their things up, making Azura believe that she made it in time right when it was ending.

"I'm glad I finally getting you two to meet. This is Daze Jacobs, the upcoming singer I was telling you about, and Daze this is my girlfriend Azura—well Zuri," Reign, said gesturing between the both of them.

From the look on her face, Azura could tell the surprise the girl had when Reign introduced her as the girlfriend which if anything Zuri shared the same surprise as well. They've never talked about how any of them would introduce each other if need to be, but of course it was just like Reign to take the initiative and catch people off guard.

She still hadn't had time to figure out what was the right term to define her sexuality and didn't know how it made her feel if Reign was really going around claiming her. In all honesty, it was nice feeling wanted and killed all her doubts of Reign hating her for getting closer to Nasir... for now.

"It's about time I've met you girl. Reign's been telling me how dope of a stylist you are and I was hoping I could ask you to help me out when I come out here with a gig sometime soon."

"Sure! I need to start building my resume anyway."

"'Kay, cool. My people will hook up with your people and give you the info. Can't wait to see the final edit of these photos Reign, text you later!"

Azura waved goodbye as the remaining people left right after Daze. She waited until she could hear the sound of the old elevator creaked it's way down to the first floor before turning towards Reign. "My people?" She asked, giving her an incredulous look.

"Meaning me," Reign said. Looking up from messing around with the settings on her Nikon camera, she finally met eye contact with Azura and tilted her head. "Don't give me that look, it's industry lingo and if you wanna get in that industry better get with the program."

"She's pretty."

"You're beautiful."

"Yeah, but she has this whole sexy badass vibe going on."

"And you're mine. I don't care what she has going on Zuri. Relaaax."

Azura sighed and took off her crossbody bag to drop it near her feet. She had no real reason to feel this weird spurge of jealously when Daze nor Reign gave her a feeling that something was going on between them when she walked into the room, but still there she stood feeling insecure about everything.

Her mind was on an overload for sure and watching Reign setting her camera back up on a tripod didn't help the commotion in her thoughts from creating more questions.

Before she could open her mouth to ask if anyone else was coming, Reign beat her to it and waved her hand over for Azura to step on the backdrop. "Now... Mind being my muse? For my personal collection of course."

Azura looked around in attempt to see if there was anyone left behind from the makeup and styling crew before finally speaking, "But, your whole crew is gone."

"We don't need them. My idea for this quick shoot is for your whole mind, body, and soul to be naked in front of my lens."

"Reign, I—"

"No one's here. No one's going to see you. You trust me right?"

Azura nodded quickly, not knowing what Reign really had in mind. She couldn't imagine taking off her clothes right there in the open, regardless if anyone was or not around. Reign's persuasiveness and her smile however, had Zuri toying with the end of her shirt. "Yeah Rei, I do."

"Okay, so let me just... take this off of you. We'll start slow." Taking a step behind Azura, Reign helped herself to pulling Azura's shirt off from over her head; softly kissing her shoulder before moving back to her camera. Just with that one kiss, she could feel herself releasing the tension of her shoulders, allowing goosebumps creep up along her skin.

After that moment everything about their actions with each other was sensual, from the movements Reign made frequently over to Azura and back to the tripod, the constant camera flashes in between each clothing item that fell from Azura's body by the help of Reign; until she was fully naked with only her hands to cover up the areas she didn't want to be exposed.

For what Azura assumed to be the last shot, she decided to do something different and change positions to be layed out against the floor of the black backdrop. If someone didn't know any better, they would probably believe she knew what she was doing judging by how strategically she placed her legs and arm to make sure the treasured parts of her were covered all while making the final photos look tastefully done and not cheap.

After the last click of the camera, Reign went behind the tripod as Azura looked on from her place on the floor. She hoped she were able to get some good photos in the end whether they were personal collection or not. Getting naked and the photos not being up to par would surely kick her while she was already down in the insecurity department.

All she wanted was to be looked at by Reign again the same way she did during the whole shoot and that's exactly what she got when Reign came back over to kneel down beside her.

"You're so damn beautiful Zuri," Reign said, looking into her eyes as she pushed a strand of hair behind Azura's ear. "You know that right?"

Azura slightly nodded as she looked from Reign's perfectly glossed lips to her brown eyes, slowing moving in just as she did until finally their lips met. Reign's tongue parted her lips, inviting her to taste the peppermint flavor of her lip gloss. Her heart raced in her chest from how close Reign was now hovering over her body and could feel the warmth of her face heating up all at the same.

The kiss didn't last long before Reign moved on to leaving a trail of kisses down her neck and all the way down to her belly button. Her thoughts had gone dormant for the brief moment she was in complete ecstasy by Reign's control over her body. Azura's mind was in conflict in whether she should stop her from going any further than a kiss or to lay out and enjoy it.

Her lips on the other hand, decided to let out a gasp at the feeling of Reign's hand grazing the inside of her thigh. Her body jerked in response as she opened her eyes from when they were closed and instantly grabbed Reign's hand. "What about Nas—"

"What he doesn't know won't hurt him right? I'm thirsty... You gonna let me quench my thirst Z?" With that one question, Reign took control and grabbed Azura's hand to place it on top of her head as she dived in between Zuri's smooth caramel legs.

All Azura could feel or think about was Reign's tongue exploring every inch of her walls she didn't know could be discovered with absolutely no penetration of fingers. Literally sucking the life out of her, it drove Zuri to no end with only the comfort of roughly grabbing Reign's ponytail to hold her over.

"Ohmigod..."

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Nearly an hour later (and exactly thirty minutes late), something she didn't realize at first thanks to Azura's best friend Laila shading her as soon as she came rushing into Zara's at The Grove. The glow from being ate out a little bit beforehand, kept her blissful as they both searched through the racks for something to wear that night.

She couldn't recall how they fell into the conversation in the first place, but by the snooty looks she was getting from other customers each time Laila got loud, dimmed her glow and brought her back down to reality.

"That relationship, love triangle, polygamy-- whatever the fuck y'all calling it weird as hell. Especially Reign know her ass is hella weird for suggesting that in the first place."

Looking away from an older lady she held eye contact with over a clearance rack after Laila's outburst of vulgar language, Azura lowered her voice and hissed. "Don't."

"Well, I'm just saying—" Azura interrupted her, "And I'm telling you don't. She's my close friend and she meant well by it. I can't allow you to disrespect her in my face."

Laila stopped in front of a tall wall length mirror holding a black strapless dress up to her body and gave Azura a look when she looked up from searching through a rack. "Oh okay. You fucking her too? Or are you just playing the well pampered side chick?"

Widening her eyes, Azura placed the dress she was holding back on it's hanger and crossed her arms. "I can't believe you just said that!"

Laila flipped her curly black bouncy curls over her shoulder and shrugged. "Whatever I don't like her. And I definitely don't like the idea of you participating in some shit like that."

"Go figure. You don't like any of my friends if they're not you." "Glad you know I'm possessive as hell Zuri. I just don't like when it appears that someone is trying to get over that's all. Next time she talk out the side of her neck, tell her imma cut ha."

"Stop it," Azura demanded. "If I'm going to invite you to Nasir's opening tonight I need you to play nice. No ratchet stuff going on when I have art curators coming to check out his gallery."

"Look at you doing wifey shit for a man that ain't yours. You gon' head boo, I see ya."

"He is mine. You sound like a fuckin' hater Laila."

"Listen you know I got mad love for you. At the end of the day I only want the best for you. Remember the cousin I told you about from my father's side? I can still hook you up with him."

"Of course. I'll let you know when I want to hook up with a man with multiple baby mamas, no career goals, and living in his grandma's basement," Azura retorted, rolling her eyes. This wasn't the first time Laila had and attempted to set up her with no good dudes since the moment she became single after her first boyfriend. It was embarrassing to think Laila thought she couldn't do no better or was that desperate to be able to say she had a man.

"Now who sound like a hater? He got potential..."

"Potential my butt. Bums are not my type or worth my time."

"Nah, your type is someone already with a girlfriend. If you wanna keep playing second fiddle to a bitch be my guess. Whenever they're done experimenting and leave you out to dry on your own, all I'm gonna say is 'I told you so.'" With that Laila turned on her heel to take the only unoccupied dressing room to try on the few dresses she picked up.

Azura sat down in one of the plush arm chairs near the dressing room area defeated. She couldn't find anything she wanted to buy to dress up for the night and already decided in her head she would look deep inside her closet for something she had instead.

A part of her deep down knew Laila was right. She couldn't shake the feeling she still felt the night of her birthday where it was so easy for them to walk away from her as if she was a prop. Maybe she was just an experiment for them to explore how an open relationship would be, but Zuri still wanted to prove all the naysayers wrong no matter how the situation appeared to anyone.

Successfully beating LA's afternoon traffic, Reign hurried into Nasir's art gallery after a hard time trying to find a suitable parking spot around the area. She was later than the time she told him she would make it there, but she had the perfect excuse for the tardiness. Not only was the traffic to blame, she'd stop at their favorite bakery shop to pick up the sweets he liked to butter him up.

With a mini bakery bag of fudgy brownies and other sweet goodies in her hand, she waved hello at the construction guys who were all standing around checking the walls and ceilings before she hopped up on the granite counters where the cash register resided.

The thought of what happened with Azura replayed in her mind like a broken tape recorder that wouldn't go no further than the playback sounds of her moaning and coming into her mouth. She didn't expect to feel all these emotions after the fact or during it, but knew she wanted to talk about it with Azura soon to see if she felt the same way. It was all confusing to her and she appreciated the distraction she would have at the opening to clear her mind.

She opened up the bag to grab a coconut bar cookie when her phone vibrated in her lap. It was a message from her friend Valerie which she decided she had time to respond before Nasir came back to put her to work. Placing the bag on the counter beside her, she dusted off her fingers from cookie crumbs and unlocked her phone to read her messages.

Bihh I can't believe the shit u just left on my voicemail. U did what with that lil girl and WHEN?

In a matter of seconds, Reign's fingers flew across the touch screen keyboard and double texted her to explain as much as she could in a message. Now that she thought about it, she regretted calling Valerie when she was the most judgemental when it came to Zuri. She always thought she had ulterior motives, which Reign fought hard to prove to her best friend that Azura was just naive in some ways and meant well.

It didn't help Valerie's opinions of her when Reign continued to bring Azura into her relationship with Nasir, however eventually Val got rid of her mean girl sorority ways and gave Azura somewhat of a chance to redeem herself.

Not much of a chance when she made it her business to throw any amount of shade she can, but Reign learned to let it roll over since technically it wasn't any of her business how her friends seen Azura or their opinion of her. She can't fight all of her battles, can she?

Listen to the voice mail again. It happened so fast...

The next thing I know she was grabbing the fuck out of my ponytail and I was trapped asf

A minute later her phone vibrated again twice with one missed call being from her sister Reyna and the other one showing Valerie had texted her back. Reign had too much going on at the moment to even want to deal with having a conversation with her sister and opted for looking at her text messages instead.

you gotta explain this to me tonight

Reign bit her lip as her finger hovered over the power button of her phone. People in her life seemed to always wanted a play-by-play whenever it seemed she was doing something out of her "character." In her eyes it was nothing to explain. What happened, happened and it wasn't like she could change it now anyway. And if she even wanted to change it was the question.

She liked it and would be opened to doing again if she knew could get away with it without Nasir finding out. It all depended on if Azura liked it as much as she did, then maybe figuring out playtime hours won't be so hard.

As soon as she typed up a message to respond back to Valerie, she caught Nasir walking in with bags from a home improvement store in his hands at that exact moment. He was occupied with the door while she quickly reread what she wrote for no typos and pressed 'send'.

No Nasir's definitely gonna be around being nosy and shit. We'll do lunch tomorrow.

She slyly slid her phone in the front pocket of her black sweats and hopped back down off the counter before he could see she was sitting on his brand new countertops; and quietly watched him as he placed his bags near the counters.

She waved her hands in his face to get his attention since he wanted to play games as if he didn't seen her standing there with her camo olive green military-styled jacket on. "Oh hello, nice for you to join us. Everyone's here before the boss man, huh?"

"I had errands to run and you're late anyway. I been opened these doors up for 'em," Nasir said. He gave her a look and to avoid any eye contact with him, she looked away down at her shoes for a brief moment. He had that deep kind of gaze Reign hated with a passion where he could find out your whole life and lies that could've been said.

Her only option to make sure he didn't figure out what she did with Azura was to avoid his eyes the whole day until he moved on to figuring something else out. But of course with her avoiding him from when he walked in, she could see his eyes narrowing a bit and silently watching her. Damn it.

"Hmm," she paused and pushed over the bakery bag to his end of the counters. "Well, I brought you some of your favorite kind of cookies. It's an assortment just how you like it in honor of your opening tonight."

"You and Z enjoyed y'all day together?" It was like he ignored everything she said and went straight in with the interrogating. He wanted to see her sweat, fumble with her words so he could catch her in a lie and someday throw it back in her face.

She knew him and he knew her. There was hardly nothing they could slide past each other and could play tit for tat for hours if they had all day. However, Reign was not in the mood and she was determined to have his mind all screwed up to the point he would stop asking questions that didn't need answers.

Reign smiled, "Mhm, she was able to see me in my element doing my job. The creative process and all the other good shit."

For a moment it felt like her answer satisfied him by the way he began pulling out measuring tapes from the bags he brought and it almost released a sigh of a relief out of her mouth. It was unfortunately short lived when he broke out a straight-forward question. "Y'all fucked?"

"Nah, I had a model there and a whole crew. Why would you ask something like that?" Reign frowned, noticing the construction guys were no longer doing their jobs and were trying to hide the fact they were eavesdropping.

One guy even had the nerve to be smiling like a Cheshire Cat and whispering to another one. It took a lot of self control in her not to call him out for being an eavesdropping pervert and instead turned her focus back to Nasir.

He shrugged. "Just asking. You know cause that's against "the rules" and I wanna make sure I'm not the only one abiding to that shit, that's all."

"Sucking on her kitty is not sex. That's not considered penetrating her with anything." She made sure to lower her voice this time, hoping Nasir would do the same thing and catch on to the fact they now had an audience following their whole conversation. Of course being who he is, he ignored the hint and continued to speak like they were in the room alone. She was starting to believe he knew and was only continuing to do it on purpose because he knew it was bothering her.

"Rei. Penetrating wit ya tongue is the same damn thing."

"Whatever. I still didn't do shit with her," she said, nonchalantly. Her first mistake was making it sound like she was justifying her actions. Little did he know that's exactly what she was doing and now she had to do some backtracking. She could see the slightest bit of a smirk on his face when he walked closer over to her.

"Let me smell ya breath."

Nudging his shoulder with her hand, she leaned back away from him. "What? Nigga if you don't get outta my face with that foolishness."

He chuckled and backed away after she nudged him. No matter how much of an ass he could be the sight of him in his grey sweats and white basic t-shirt was doing something to her. "Aight, I'll remember that the next time you try to smell my dick."

She shook her head at him for having no filter and crossed her arms. "I've never done that, why you tryna expose and wild out with these people in here Anthony?"

Turning his back on her, he went back to taking the stuff he bought out onto the counters. "Okay Tabatha."

"Shut up! Help me, help you okay?"

His third degree seemed to end once they started to work on putting the artwork on displays and on the walls, something she gladly welcomed. The main thing she had to worry about was whether something was going to slip out when all three of them were in the same room.

Only time would tell.

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