Money, money, money, money! Money!
You gone bring me my money! Money!
Da country niggas from da Mo, let's make dat do'
If u ain't got dat paper, then why u ain't say so
I want my money, my ice, ain't no shame in my game
Fact Iz, we been dem boyz despite the fame

After her trip to Atlanta, Kitrina was on a high. Whatever happened with her and Icee, she was enjoying her time now. She kept herself busy with work and church activities, so she would not think of him too much. Then she made the mistake of checking social media to see what the guys were up to in Los Angeles.

Staring right in her face was a big, bold picture of him and Bonnie Walker. She checked the date of it to make sure it was a recent picture of them. It was from yesterday and they were at the MTV Awards together. That dropped her from her high quickly.

Icee had not called and warned her. He had not told her they were going as friends, or they just met up there. It was like she did not exist, and it was still Icee and Bonnie to the world. She felt sick after that. She did not want to work, and she did not eat anything all day. When Icee texted her that night, she ignored it.

Then he FaceTimed her, and she wanted to ignore it as well but knew he would keep trying to reach her.

"Baby, I just texted you," he immediately said to her.

"I don't want to talk right now Icee."

"I haven't talked to you in almost a week, baby I just want to hear that sexy voice."

"Call Bonnie then!" She quickly ended the call. She felt bad about what she did as soon as she did it. Icee did not deserve that. Maybe she was the one that did not understand the situation.

Icee immediately FaceTimed her back and she picked up and apologized.

"I'm sorry Icee, I didn't mean to hang up on you."

"You saw the picture of me and Bonnie?"

"Yes! You could have warned me about that Icee. I know you still have feelings for Bonnie, you two were together for a long, long time. Maybe you and her need to work things out and—"

"Babe, hold up, just listen. You're so wrong about this. Yes, I was at the show with Bonnie, but we're just friends. Friends no benefits."

"How can I believe that Icee? Look at her! Look at me! How can I compete with a top model?"

"If I wanted to be with BonBon, I would still be with her. You gotta trust me on this Kitty, me and Bonnie are over, done. She knows it and has moved on. I think she is seeing someone else anyway. I don't care."

"I hate feeling this way," she responded, biting on her lip.

"I'm sorry. I miss my luscious lips, stop biting on it, for I come and bite on it."

She laughed at him.

"Well come and do it then."

"I would but we're on our way to Chicago in a few."

"Oh yeah? My best friend is up there, and she loves it."

"I know, I know, you always talk about her. Why don't you come on up and meet me there?"

"Really?"

"And bring twin, have a nice girls' weekend."

"Okay, bet!"

"Hey babe, you ain't got to feel insecure about our relationship. You da one! Let me run this song I wrote about you."

"Not about my breasts again!" She laughed. "Or any other body part!"

"Girl, just listen!"

Then Icee started to sing, not rap! She was blown away. He had a great voice. Why didn't she know he could sing after all these years?

"Oh Icee, I love it! Sing it to me again!"

Kitrina wanted to drive up to Chicago, Krystle wanted to fly. They compromised and drove part of the way up to St. Louis and then took the train. Their friend Fayme met them at the train station.

"I hate Chicago," Krystle mumbled, "So crowded. And like, how am I going to be walking around this city looking fly, fucking up my shoes?"

Kitrina shook her head at both her friend and twin sister for wearing high-heeled shoes nearly every day. She wore comfortable flats and would have worn tennis shoes if her sister did not gasp at her like she was wearing flip-flops in a snowstorm.

"Girl we ain't walking nowhere! I drive in this city despite the high ass parking and crazy traffic," Fayme, the fashionista, told them. "I look too damn good to be riding trains like the little people."

"How am I going to stand you two this weekend." Kitrina loved looking good too but her twin and best friend dressed to impress 24-7 whereas she liked to wear sweats and a tank top often.

"Girl, you're the one that better spill all the beans dating a superstar," Fayme said as she lead them to her double-parked car.

"Girl, and he so fine up close! Mph!" Krystle added.

"Is T-Zachariah fine in person too? You know that was my boo in my head cuz y'all heffas wouldn't let me crush on Isaac or Craig."

They had all crushed on them back in high school when they were just local celebs. Before they were known by their rap names, they were simply, Freestyle, Akura, Craig, Tucker, Isaac or "I.C.," and Tyrone-Zachariah.

"Fine and still married," Krystle said. "But Tucker "TA" is still single."

"You got jokes, huh? What I'm going to do with that young boy?"

"He's twenty-one!"

"I'm twenty mother fucking four! I'll hurt that boy! I wanna know if T-Zachariah about that lickedy-lick life."

"Really girl?" Kitrina groaned at her friend.

"Where are you guys staying?"

"The Four Seasons," Kitrina replied, "Where is that?"

"But damn! What you put on this man because that is the crème of the crème. I think I'm going to stay with y'all for the weekend and live like a baller."

Fayme was not lying. The hotel was out of this world. Icee booked them a double suite, meaning she and her sister had their own room connected to a living room. Everything was lush in the room. And the view was incredible. The hotel was part of the Magnificent Mile and they had a lake view. Fayme took selfies of herself with the view in the background. Krystle took pictures of the well-stocked mini-bar. Kitrina lay in the plush bed and made snow angels.

"All right girl, give up the goods with you and Mr. Iceman," Fayme sat on her bed, waiting for her to dish the dirt.

"What do you mean? He's nice."

Fayme rolled her eyes.

"She is being modest," Krystle explained. "The main is a beast. Like, TV and pictures don't do him justice at all. And he's down to earth too, not snobby with it."

"You are living the dream girl! I remember when you first saw Icee, many, many years ago before they had made it big and were doing local shows, you were always gaga," Fayme told her.

"We all were."

"I was crazy about his brother girl, don't get it twisted. We never had the same taste in men," Krystle added.

"They both were fine!" Fayme said. "Y'all bitches wouldn't let me crush on either of them, but cool, cuz for me, Tyrone-Zachariah's sexy ass...when I see him..."

"Craig was super hot, man. And if he was alive and we met him at the party, trust I could have got it. He would be singing lickedy-lick-lick to me!"

"You wouldn't know how to handle a boy like Craig C," Fayme was the wildest of the three when it came to dating. She had way more experience than both of them. "Bruh was a wild child."

"Twin handling his brother, so best believe I would have put that thang on Craig."

"I have not put anything on Icee. It's not like that with us. We're just...having fun, I don't know."

Fayme gave her one of her infamous "You must be crazy" looks.

"You mean you have not done the do with the man? You still on that celibate shit?"

"Yes."

"Aaaa!" both Fayme and Krystle shouted out, throwing up their arms.

"My twin done lost her everlasting mind."

"Girl, a man like that, you gots to- Give! It! Up! To! Him!" she explained, clapping her hands at each word. "Or he will find somebody who will."

"No, Icee understands and respects—"

"Blah, blah, blah! Say that mess now while he fucks a different groupie every night. Them bitches don't care if he got a girlfriend, a wife, or whatever. They want him to jerk off in them, leave some cum, and pop out a kid in nine months so they can get that paycheck for eighteen years. That's what you need to do," Fayme told her.

Kitrina could not even believe what she was hearing. Yes, many men in the celebrity world got caught up like that, but Icee was not like that. She was sure he had done his fair share of bed-hopping, but she believed him when he said he gave all that up for her.

"I'm not going to sleep with Icee just so I can trap him."

"Well sleep with him to keep him interested at least," her sister told her.

Her phone started ringing with Icee's ring tone.

"That's him," she smiled, answering the call. "Hey, Icee."

"Hey babe, I'm on my way over there to pick you and the girls up. Y'all ready?"

"Uh, we will be, see you soon," she told him,  then hung up. "Ladies, let's get ready to party with Fact Iz!"

"OMG! Now? I can't wear this!" Fayme jumped off the bed.

"No worries, you know I brought more than enough clothes and we wear the same size, so I got you," Krystle made her way back to her room with Fayme behind her.

They all freshened up and changed and did their hair and makeup. When Kitrina picked up her phone she saw she missed a text from Icee saying he was downstairs in a limo waiting.

The girls let out a scream and headed out. Soon as they exited the elevator, in the lobby was a mob of screaming women.

"What the hell?" Fayme exclaimed at the crowd.

Icee texted her that he tried to exit the limo to wait for her and people noticed him and mobbed him. She called his phone.

"Why would you do that? How are we going to get to the limo with all those people going crazy?"

"I don't know, but my driver is wanting to leave because they are all over the ride."

"Tell him to drive down the block and around the corner and we will meet up with him," Fayme explained.

They exited a side door as the limo took off with the screaming women following. They were attached to the limo and were not budging. Even as the limo tried to pick up speed, women were following. The girls stayed back and just watched, walking slowly, trying not to be a part of the mob. More ladies were dropping off, but the limo had turned the corner and women were still following. So, the driver went further down the street and the girls had to keep walking to catch it.

Finally, they made it to the limo and the driver got out to help them in.

"Man, I'm so sorry ladies. My bad. I should have stayed incognito like Kit always tells me to do. You know a brother like me stay flashy."

"All I know is, you can't walk that much in some shoes like these. Look at my red bottoms all scuffed up," Fayme showed him her shoes that still looked fine.

"I got you lil ma," Icee told her.

"Icee, this is my best friend since first grade, Fayme. I love her like another sister."

Icee checked out Fayme and again, she was fine as fuck. Kitrina must not hang with ugly chicks at all. Fayme was a little lil thick like Krystle but she carried it well. She had a cute Halle Berry haircut but had a Jennifer Hudson look to her. She was dressed to impress in a sweater dress. Krystle as well wore a form-fitting denim dress. Kitrina wore a fluffy white sweater and jeans. They were three stunners for sure.

"My girl talks so much about her homie in the Chi, nice finally meeting you baby girl," he said, kissing her cheek. "What's up twin, with yo sexy ass dimples."

"Don't make me blush," Krystle declared with a giggle.

"And my baby here," he turned to Kitty and kissed her. "I missed my luscious."

"Well all right then!" Fayme mumbled.

I've relaxed back in his seat with his arm around Kitty. "So Fayme, what you do up here in Chicago? I mean, you don't have no love for our city anymore?"

"Pft! I mean, Springfield is okay for a small town, but a sista needed to make some ends to feed the habit," she said showing off her shoes again. "I can't afford these working any job in Da Field, you hear me."

"I hear you," he admitted.

"After I graduated from college with my Marketing degree, I came here, and I started entry-level but after two years, I'm a Marketing Director. Youngest at my company to ever do it. A sister likes to shop and look good, Chicago is the place for me."

"Yeah, we used to shop like crazy back in the day," Kitrina chuckled.

"But hard to do in a city like Springfield with one damn mall," Fayme let out.

"Battlefield Mall!" all three declared.

"So, to stay fresh and hot, Kryssy used to design and make clothes for us. We were fly because you couldn't find our clothes at the mall and everyone was hating on us," Kitrina told him.

"Right! I made all three of our prom dresses and the haters we had that night—"

They all laughed. Icee was just soaking it all in and letting the girls go on and on about their fashion and shopping and how they wanted to build their own mall.

"We were going to give Battlefield a run for their money. Kryssy makes the clothes, Fayme does all the marketing, I run all the businesses. So, dope," Kitrina explained.

"Yeah, but alas, it was just a dream. I needed my money now and build up my empire here," Fayme was about her money, shoes, and clothes.

"I'm building my empire in Springfield," Icee told her. "It may be a small city, but we have talent there, and hungry people trying to make something out of their lives."

"But give me my money! Didn't you make a song about that?" Fayme reminded him.

"It's...Bring Me My Money," Icee corrected her.

"It's not about the money for me," Kitrina said. "I just like doing what I do. I truly love training and helping others. It's my dream job, and I work for myself."

They made it to the studio Icee and the gang were recording in by then. Fayme got to meet the rest of the guys and instantly hit it off with them. She played off meeting her longtime crush T-Zack because as far as they knew, he was faithful to his wife.

"I just wrote this new song inspired by my girl and you all are going to be the first to hear it," Icee announced. "It's called Dem Double Ds."

At first, the girls did not get it, then they broke out laughing.

"Oh no! Icee, really," Kitrina said through a fit of laughs. "I don't have Double D breasts. Barely a D."

"Well, they look mighty Double D to me," he replied, staring at them

"Oh my gosh! I'm so embarrassed," she mumbled, covering her face.

Icee went into the booth to record the song and the girls were jamming to it. It was a solo song for Icee and the guys were just there vibing to it as well.

After they left the studio, Icee did not want to go clubbing like the others, so Fact Iz and Krystle, and Fayme went clubbing without them. Icee and Kitrina went to her hotel room and hung out watching movies on TV. They were relaxing on the bed, and Icee was half zoned out because he was so tired. Kitrina wanted to cuddle with him.

The man was just too gorgeous for his own good. She kissed his cheek and rubbed his bald head and nuzzled on his neck. Her body started to heat up, but she did not care. She had a gorgeous man in her bed and she wanted him. She started kissing him and at first, he was only halfway into it, but then he started to feel her passion and he grabbed her and held her close. She slipped her hands up his shirt and rubbed on his muscled chest. Then she snatched his shirt over his head and pulled it off and started kissing on his bare chest.

Icee lay there enjoying her kisses but letting her take the lead. If this was about to go down, he wanted her to be in control.

Just when Kitrina's hand went to his pants and felt his hardness, he knew he couldn't do it.

"Wait baby," he stopped her by grabbing her hand. "Is this really what you want?"

She nibbled on her bottom lip like she always did when she was nervous.

"I think so. I want you Icee."

"You have to be sure."

"I mean...yeah. I want to make you happy."

"You make me happy without the sex," he explained, finally realizing that it was true. Kitrina was truly that special girl that he would give everything up for. He sat up in the bed and held her hands. "Now is not the time for this."

"But...I'm ready!"

"I'm not," he said, looking into her eyes. "Kitty, you're changing me, and I like it. And when we make love, yes, I said make love, not fuck, it will be special, I promise you that. Tonight is just not the night.

Kitrina looked down at her hands and poked out her lips.

"Don't do that with them sexy lips, you're going to make me change my mind," Icee chuckled at her.

"Okay," she wrapped her arms around him, but he held her back.

"Kit, I'm serious. I like you a lot. I like getting to know you. I like what we have. You have to trust that I will do right by you. There are no other girls, there are no groupies, it's just me and you. Fact is, I'm done keeping you all to myself. I want to share you with the world, so everybody can see I have this amazing woman. Come to the Grammys with me."

Kitrina's eyes got bigger and her mouth dropped open. Icee laughed and closed her mouth.

"Stop catching flies. So, will you be my date?"

"Oh yeah!" she hugged him. "Oh my gosh! What am I going to wear?"

"Come on, let's finish watching this movie. You got your man all cold with no shirt on."

A/N: Kitrina is getting more into Icee's world, and attending the Grammy's with him will be their first real public outing.