Where u work at?
She say, on me
I say, what u do dere?
She say, J.O.B.
I say, what you mean ma?
She say, let me get on my knee
Imma show u who the hell I be
Just. One. Blow.
She wanta blow me now.

The next morning Kitty felt sore all over. Icee did some things to her young twenty-four-year-old body she never experienced. She was only sexually active from eighteen to twenty-one, with less than five partners, so it wasn't a stretch. She had been missing out on great sex.

She got out of bed, showered, and dressed, ready for work and Icee was still in bed snoring. She pushed his shoulder.

"Wake up."

"Damn baby, what you doing up? Come back to bed." Icee tried to pull her into the bed but she moved back.

"Ice, I have to get to the office, and you know what? So do you? Isn't that why you're back in town?"

"Yes baby, but it's too damn early! You do know I run things there and bosses sleep in. And as your boss, get yo ass in da bed." This time he grabbed her and pulled her in the bed, kissing her.

After another round at each other, she had to get back fresh and dressed, fuss at Icee about getting dressed, then they finally headed to the office. Kitty drove them in her new Yukon Denali.

"Girl, yo little ass in this big whip, it's kind of sexy."

"I love it. My dream car." She backed into her parking space with ease.

"Backing in like a straight dude," he chuckled at her.

"My brother-in-law taught me how to drive. You met him, remember."

"Hell yeah, I ain't messing with that dude."

They finally made it up to the KStyle Fashions floor on the sixth floor. Right now the office space was pretty empty but they were building cubicle spaces for when they would need more help. She went right into the conference room where Krystle, Fayme, and Jennifer were around the table.

"You're late," Fayme said to her.

"Sorry! Blame the boss," Kitty clarified, heading for the head of the table. "You want to sit here Ice?"

"Naw, you running things girl, I'm just here to observe." He took a seat to her right.

She was kind of nervous to review everything they had done thus far to Icee. It was a lot of work getting a new company launched. It would be a lot more months before they were able to have the product ready for stores. Kitty was a perfectionist, and she knew Icee was as well.

Icee listened, said very little, and signed whatever Kitty asked him to sign. Krystle showed him designs she had come up with and he approved them all. Fayme went into her marketing strategy and Icee offered some ideas on branding.

"We're gonna need a brand model, that represents what target market we're trying to aim for. This ain't no cheap Target brand clothes, we are talking high-end, but affordable everyday wear," Fayme declared. "Something you can be seen in and then everybody tries to copy your style."

"I think we need someone in the hip hop arena, or music because it represents Icee. Someone recognizable," Kitty thought on it before continuing. "We could do model searches, but...when I ran into Lady J at the Grammy's I think she would work great. She's young, she's hot, everyone likes her."

Icee shook his head. "Nope. Not my vision."

"Okay, then who Ice?"

"You."

Kitty scrunched up her face at him. "Yeah, right."

"No, listen to the man," Fayme nodded. "I was thinking the same thing too."

"Me? I'm five-two, how can I be a model?"

"It's a spokesmodel, and we're not talking walking runways in Milan," Fayme explained. "You're cute, you got that tight body, and you represent what Icee wants to brand himself as. Young, hot, hip."

"She said it," Icee told them. "And I ain't signing off for no other brand model but you."

As if she didn't have enough to do running a start-up company, now she had to fit in modeling? At least that would not be for a while before the clothes went into production.

"Ok, fine!"

After a bit more work, Icee had to stop by his other businesses. She went to her office and made phone calls and got a lot of work done. Icee called her phone.

"Hey, you still here?"

"Yeah babe, I just got a call from Lady J, she was looking for you. Did you ask her about the model thing? I told you-"

"What? No! How would she know about that?"

"Anyway, I gave her your number babe."

She wondered what she wanted. She did not have to wait too long. Once she got off the phone with Icee, the phone rang an unidentified number and it was Lady J.

"I'm so sorry to just call you like this," she stated.

"No problem. What can I help you with?"

"Well...I have been thinking about that lil dress you had on at the Grammys, and I know I'm not built like you, but I liked your style. Who was the designer for that?"

She smiled. "Actually, my sister. My twin sister."

"Ooo, can I meet with her? Can she design me something similar for this award show I have next week?"

"Next week?"

She knew her sister did not work that fast, especially with all that was going on right now. But, this would be good for KStyle Fashions. Someone like Lady J wearing one of her designs brought credibility to what Icee was trying to do.

"OK, we can fly out to meet you with a few ideas. When is good?"

"Like now, or tomorrow. I know it takes time but we don't have that."

"I'll let you know when we're on our way."

Soon as she got off the phone, she fast-walked to her sister's office. She had a sketch table, several mannequins, and dozens of swatches of fabric scattered around. Sketch boards of KStyle Fashions designs that were approved hung all over her walls. She was hunkered at her table doing what she did best.

"Hey sis, am I the greatest sister in the world or what?"

"I mean, I can't pick Ash or Rena? I guess it's you then," Krystle mumbled not even looking up from her drawing.

"Guess who you will be designing a hot new dress for? Lady J!"

She stopped working and looked at her. "Since when, and what?"

"Just got off the phone with her. She wants you to make her a dress, like now, right now. We need to fly to New York ASAP."

Krystle scrunched her face, looked around her office. "Girl, we got all this work to do here."

"It's Lady J! The hottest female rapper out right now. You want me to tell her no?"

"Fuck no!"

Kitty had to leave Icee at the office and go back to his house and pack a bag. She did not know how long she was going to be gone, but she knew it would take more than a day. Icee called her while she waited for her flight.

"You abandoned me after I came home for you?"

"Baby, this is work. It's business."

"But I need some more of you, tonight. Imma fly out to New York to get mine."

She laughed at him. "You waited how many months for me, you can wait a few days."

"Naa, not after I done had a taste."

Krystle grabbed her phone. "Whipped ass. We gotta work, bye." Then she hung up on Icee.

"Girl, you know he could fire you," Kitty laughed at her sister.

"I'm the mother fucking K in K-Style Fashions, let him try."

"Actually boo, he named it after me."

"Bitch whatever. Let's just call it Kelly Style Fashions then. But we know it's my style."

They discussed possible designs they wanted to present to Lady J. For her body type, which was taller and thicker than Kitty, they would not try and replicate the same dress she wore. Instead, they went with something more unique and flattered her body shape. Krystle worked on several sketches the whole plane ride. They were not meeting with Lady J till in the morning.

Lady J saw all the designs, and while she liked them all, she did not love any of them. They worked all day with her ideas and what would work and finally came up with something she loved. It took four days of nonstop work, but Krystle finished the dress for her.

They both were exhausted when they flew back to Springfield. It was the middle of the day, so they both headed to the office. She texted Icee that she was back and heading to her office. When she got there, he wasn't there.

She called him as she walked around all the office space.

"Where are you?" She asked, but she could hear loud music in the background. He was in the studio.

"You here already?"

"Yeah, you in the studio? I'll come down to you." She started to take the stairs down two floors to where Da Factory Hitz was located.

"Noooo, babe, I'll come to meet you in your office. Wait for me."

She headed back to her office, logging into her laptop.

Icee came in with a big grin and then locked the door.

"I ain't had none in a few days, you know I'm horny as hell."

"Boy!"

He walked over to her, pulling her from her chair and kissing her. His hands started on her jeans.

"We're just gonna...have sex right here, in my office?"

"Why not? We need to christen the place." He slid her pants down, as his fingers caressed inside of her. "You got on too many damn clothes."

She giggled. "Jeans and a blouse. O-kay."

"Can you come to the office naked? Like, can I make that the dress code?"

"You play too much." She pulled off his shirt, admiring his amazing body. "Although you shirtless, I think the ladies would appreciate that."

He sat her on her desk and ground his length on her.

"I love you Kitty baby, I'on like not being with you."

"I'm sorry," she said, kissing him. "Make love to me, I missed you so much."

They were kissing and touching, but she stopped him.

"Wait, do you have a condom?"

"No."

"We can't," she said, biting her lip. "I haven't gotten on birth control yet."

"But--damn, girl."

"I'm sorry. Soon as I have time, I will."

"Oh, if we ain't fucking, then I guess I'm licking," he said, going down on her.

At least that was a good appetizer for when they got back home and could finish things.

But Icee was called away back to LA on business and they never got to finish things.

A/N: Icee travels a lot! A whole lot. And before Kitty, he spent half his time in L.A. Let's see how this travel thing will affect the relationship.

And the K-Style Fashions name does come from Krystle, it's her name minus then r, rearrange the letters. Kitty just got the big head, lol.