Tee and Michael Stokes have realized that life for them will never be normal. As heads of a new entertainment management company and expecting parents, it’s now more important than ever to figure out if their stalker, Rebecca DeFoy, is dead or alive. If she’s alive, will she kill again? If she’s dead, who is impersonating her and why? Whichever the case, they must put an end to the harassment once and for all before she puts an end to them.
Their friends have drama of their own……
Tiffany has traded in her tight clothes and stilettos for big hats and conservative dresses as she tries to prove to one of Memphis’most promising young pastors that she is worthy of a man in the pulpit. Can she control her feelings for Michael, or will temptation ruin her chances for love and her friendship with Tee? Lenice has entered the world of online dating. Her keystrokes can’t mask the pain of a failed relationship, but they could lead her into the life of an elderly millionaire. Lenora’s weight loss has changed her body and her attitude for the better, but her husband’s job at the Kitty Kat Club may be too much for even the new and improved Lenora to handle.
“Thank you for calling MiTee Management, how may I help you?” asked Sheba in her sweetest voice.
“Yeah. Can I speak to my momma?” said a young male.
Sheba hated prank phone calls. She had better things to do with her time than play with somebody she couldn’t see.
“Sir, I think you have the wrong number. Everyone in this office is childless,” she said rudely.
“No. Tina Stokes is my momma. Tell her that her son is on the phone. She’ll know exactly who you’re talking about,” the young man insisted.
Sheba was sure he was crazy. Tee didn’t have any chil-dren yet, and if she did, whoever was on the other end was way too old to be her child, but she decided to humor him. “One moment please,” she said and pressed the button to put him on hold. She then pressed the extension for Tee’s office. “Boss Lady, there’s a young man on the phone who says you’re his momma. Do I need to get rid of him?”
Tee giggled. “No, Sheba, that’s my baby. I’ll explain lat-er. Put him through.”
Her phone rang two seconds later. “MiTee Manage-ment, where we are lifting our clients to new heights. Tee Stokes here. How may I help you?”
Tee loved to say the name of her and Michael’s new management company. They selected MiTee because it was a combination of their names and it sounded like the word
That’s exactly what they planned to be—stronger, bigger, and badder than any other management company in Jae Henderson
The nation. Together, they were a force to be reckoned with. They had only been in business two months, and MiTee Management was currently responsible for maintaining the I’m A Good Woman brand and executing the I’m A Good Woman Empowerment Conference. They also managed Michael’s career as a motivational speaker and book author, Tiffany’s Magic Touch Mobile Massage, and now gospel hip-hop artist Icy Blak. It was an eclectic bunch, but nothing she and Michael couldn’t handle. So far, their assistant Sheba was the only employee, but they were looking to add an additional manager to the team so Tee could attend solely to the baby after he or she was born.
Things took off much faster than either of them could have imagined. After the word circulated that MiTee Management existed, many of the celebrities she and Michael knew called to see if they would be interested in managing them. They turned most of them down because they didn’t want to take on too much too soon, but when Blak called, there was no way Tee could deny him. He was her mentee, and she was honored that he wanted her to help manage his career. They finally had the details worked out, and Blak would be in town tomorrow to sign the contract. She was quite proud of the businessman he was becoming.
“Hey, Ma! I liked your name better when it was Tina Long,” teased Blak.
“Boy, I told you I am nobody’s mother. At least not yet, and I think my new name is beautiful and my new life is beautiful!” Tee looked down at her small, almost three-month baby bump. She was actually enjoying being preg-nant. She got to eat as much as she wanted, and everyone pampered her. The breast swelling was annoyingly painful, but she was secretly excited about the notion of added
Forever and a Day
Cleavage. They seemed to be getting bigger every week. She hoped the added inches would stay once the baby was born. Although she didn’t enjoy the morning sickness she first experienced after finding out she was with child, it seemed to have stopped. Odd eating habits were the newest phase in her pregnancy. She dipped a Cool Ranch Dorito in applesauce and chewed it loudly in Blak’s ear.