I pulled up to the building where the valet was waiting to take the cars. “Yo, Mr. Black. Tell me you saw that game?” Jason the valet said as I got out. “Damn, it must have been a good game, you the second person that asked me that.” We dapped up and I gave him my keys. “Awe you missed it? Nah, tell me you didn’t miss it? They were balling out yo!” He said and hit a move like he was shooting a basket. I didn’t take it as disrespect, that’s how we spoke here. He knew when and when not to. “Yeah, I missed it, but I will watch it tonight, I dvr'd it. Don’t scratch my ride.” I looked at him sternly and he knew play time was over. “Yes sir, Mr. Black, I got you.”I tipped him and walked to the door.“Good morning Mr. Black, how are you this fine morning?” “Great Mr. Johnson, how are you?” “Any day above ground is a good day.” Mr. Johnson was one of the best doormen and people I had ever met. He really took pride in his job and loved his family. “How’s the family? Tell Mrs. Johnson hello for
Yes son, why? What happened?” I laughed because she was over this woman thing. “Hear me out. I slammed into this woman today and she literally took my breath away. I felt feelings I have never felt before. It was from my core Mom; I could feel her in my spirit. It scared me a little. And now I can’t get her off my mind. I can’t work, I can’t think straight, am I tripping?” I laid it all out there to the one woman I trusted more than anyone in the world. “Okay son, take a deep breath.” I blew it out. “Okay, now what happened? And I need details.” I tried to pull myself together, she really had me tripping. “I went to the café to get lunch. When I walked in the door she jumped down and slammed into me. I held her for support and all hell broke loose. I was sweating, my heart skipped a beat, and a warm feeling came over me. She didn’t even say anything, but I could feel her speaking to my soul Momma, I could feel her.” I shook my head, listening to myself still unable to believe what wa
I went up to my office and shut it down. I still had some things to finish but I didn’t feel like doing anything, nothing else mattered. I needed to go. I called for my car, which was there when I got downstairs. I got in and headed home. I needed to sleep, and I needed to pray. I know they say God will meet you where you are, but I would not dare disrespect Him drunk. I would sleep some of this off, shower, then pray. I needed some direction, and I needed an answer. I ended up passing out.I woke up the next morning, to the sound of my phone going off. I scrambled around to find it. I tried to focus and saw that it was Stephanie was calling, I was late. I was my own boss, but I led by example, so being late was unacceptable. “Yeah?” I answered. “Hello…Adam. Are you alright? Do you know what time it is?” I barely had my eyes opened. “Nah, what time is it?” “8 am!” I jumped up. I had to get it together. I don’t even drink like that. This woman had me all messed up, I didn’t pray last n
I got to the bar just in time for my drink. The fellas had ordered a round, and I was happy. I needed this straight and fast. I knew me and if I didn’t calm down, I would be back at that restaurant. My pregame buzz was gone, so I took the shot straight to the head.The music was blasting, and I was feeling it. We headed to the dancefloor. I didn’t want to kill the vibe, so I danced to the music. We were standing off to the side but still dancing, and having a good time, until I saw her. This had to be someone’s sick idea of a joke. She was on the dancefloor with the same guy. They must’ve been on a date. Maybe that was her man, and if so, I had made a complete fool of myself. But my heart didn’t believe that. I could feel it; it was something more to it, to us. I watched as they danced, wishing it was me. I paid attention to her body movements, and his hands. The way they danced could tell the whole story.After the song was over, they went back to their table. He left, and she was si
Eve…I awakened to an empty apartment. I had no idea when, but Janet and Marshall left. I stretched and looked around for my phone. I had no clue what time it was. I do know I had a good time last night. Immediately the thoughts of all that happened came fluttering back. I smiled at the thought. I thought it was a dream, but I knew better. I never drank enough not to remember things that went on. I was definitely with Black last night. I definitely danced with him, and he definitely said that Stu was temporary. I smiled again, Mr. Black was talking heavy last night, and I was all in.I found my phone just in time to hear it ringing. Looking at the clock, I had slept until almost noon, wow. It was Mrs. Schaeffer, so I answered immediately. “Hello Mrs. Schaeffer, is something wrong?” “Hi Eve dear. No nothing is wrong but I do need you to do me a favor. I seemed to have left my phone on my desk. It is no worry for me to get it before Monday, but if it wouldn’t be too much trouble do you
He nestled down into my neck as he sang in my ear. I could hear his soul cry in his voice. So, I pulled him in tighter, letting him know he was safe with me. “Yes”, I kept saying to him, as I stroked the back of his head. He began kissing my neck and before I knew it the song had gone off and come back on as his face slid up to mine. He looked at my lips, asking for permission as his jaw clinched…so sexy. I looked at his lips, bit my lip and looked back into his eyes. He low moaned and I was spent. He gripped tighter as he brought his lips to mine. His tongue immediately invaded my mouth. It was like candy, as I tossed it around in my mouth. It was perfect. His hands ran through the curls in the back of my hair as he tugged softly. He licked down my neck and came back up to stare into my eyes.He began walking back to the couch, pulling me with him. He sat down and put his head into my stomach. It was like he was the one who couldn’t believe it as he shook his head from side to side.
I woke up a few hours later, refreshed. I looked at my phone to see what time it was. There were several text messages. I had slept like a rock because the chiming would usually wake me. One from Janet who was supposed to be coming over for the cooking class, which she cancelled. She was going out with Billy, figures. One was from Stu, asking was I good. He knew I was spending Saturday to myself as I always did. I felt bad, I would text him back later. I had two from an unknown number. The first one said, “I’m sorry.” The second one said “I miss you already.” Butterflies started to flutter in my stomach. It was him, I could feel it but I couldn’t respond, although I wanted to. All the feelings came back; and I was doing so well. I read them about six more times as I moved through the rest of my day.I got all my stuff together for this online class. I needed a distraction, and this was perfect. I turned my music on and grabbed my apron. We were making Chicken Marsala. I poured my w
We sat down and he looked at my now cold dinner sitting on the table. He looked from it to me and back to it. He busted out laughing and I looked down at the table then back to him, trying to figure out what was so funny. “I am sorry. You are not going to believe me, but I had that same thing for dinner.” I was a part of this cooking class with Chef Anna” we both said in unison. He pointed to me and we both laughed. “Yeah, I was in the class today also.” I smiled and he rubbed his chin with his index finger. “Hmmm. So, we were together in class today huh?” “I guess you could say that.” We sat in silence for a minute.“Okay, so what was so important that you needed to see me?” He broke out of thought and said “I just needed to see you.”“Okay, so you’ve seen me.” I tried to hold a serious face but he looked pitiful, so I laughed. He said “oh you got jokes?” I shrugged my shoulders and we both laughed again. “So, what are we watching?” I took a double take. Was he about to chill in my ti