fuck is that fair?”
Damn, he on point, I was hoping he looked at it like that. “All bullshit aside, I was hoping that you said that. You seem too real, Benji, like you jumped outta a damn fairy tale.”
After they finished their meal and a few drinks, they knew it was getting late. Paying the bill, Benji walked Raven to the parking lot. Having driven separate vehicles, it was time to say their good-byes. Stopping in front of a black Yukon, Raven lightly grabbed his arm.
“This it right here. Thanks.” She hit the alarm.
Her truck’s hard as hell. I wonder where she works at. I ain’t gonna ask; it ain’t my business. “I like yo’ truck. I wanted one like this when they first came out.”
“Thanks, I got it for the kids.”
“So you gonna let a nigga get a hug or something?” He smiled, showing his perfect teeth.
Raven was attracted to Benji strongly. She figured because of his looks a lot of guys hated him. And she knew he probably had women falling at his feet. But he was the total opposite; humble.
“That’s what you want—a hug or something?”
“Yeah, can a nigga get some type of affection?”
She opened her door and set her purse down on the driver’s seat.
“So you want a hug?”
“Don’t say it like I’m forcing you.”
As much as he wanted to hug her, she wanted to be hugged by him. He held her in his arms. She put her nose into his neck and could smell his Sean John cologne. Raven felt as if time had stood still. She didn’t care if he let her go. She could have stayed like this forever. Benji seemed to be too good to be true. Only time would tell.
CHAPTER FOURTEEN
Leesa sat at the table eating her food. Glancing around the restaurant she caught a glimpse of Q. He was standing behind the counter. He looked over in her direction, and their eyes locked. What the fuck is he doing back there? He gave her a half smile, and she flashed a forced one back. Oh God! He might have done something to my fucking food! She dropped the fork onto her plate, then reached for a napkin. Now he’s coming over here . What the fuck he wants?
“How you doing today?” he stood by the table’s side.
“Fine, and you?” Leesa didn’t want to speak, but felt she had no choice.
“Look, I’m sorry. We got off on the wrong foot. My name’s Quintay.”
“Damn! Where you get that name from?” Leesa couldn’t help but ask as she fought not to laugh in his face.
“I told you it was weird the day I met you. That’s why everybody calls me Q.”
“Well, I kinda like your name, Quintay! It makes me smile when I say it!”
“Oh, okay, I see you got jokes. But since you like my name, do you think it’s all right if I sit down?”
“Yeah, go ahead.” Leesa felt a little silly about the way she acted before at the mall and thinking he may have poisoned her food.
“Are you enjoying your meal?”
“Yeah, I guess. So what were you doing behind the counter?”
“I was making sure that everything was going as it should be.”
“Oh, so you’re the manager?”
“Naw, I’m the owner. You like my li’l place?” he asked, being modest.
Leesa looked around the interior, then looked back at him. “Yeah, I like it. It’s a nice place. I’m impressed. What other secrets you keeping? You have a girl or wife or just your sister from the mall?”
“Nope.” Q busted out laughing, immediately getting her reference.
“Okay, smart guy, any kids?” When she asked that, Q stared off into space and his mood changed.
“Hey, you’re all right? Did I say something out of order?”
“Naw, not at all. It’s just I had a son, but he got hit by a car. He was running after a ball.”
“Oh my God, I’m so sorry to hear that! I never had any kids, but I know how it feels to lose someone close to you.” Leesa didn’t know this man from a can of paint, but for some reason, she felt like she could keep it real with him as he’d done with her. “Well, I’m a widow . . . well, kinda. My fiancé
Damn, he on point, I was hoping he looked at it like that. “All bullshit aside, I was hoping that you said that. You seem too real, Benji, like you jumped outta a damn fairy tale.”
After they finished their meal and a few drinks, they knew it was getting late. Paying the bill, Benji walked Raven to the parking lot. Having driven separate vehicles, it was time to say their good-byes. Stopping in front of a black Yukon, Raven lightly grabbed his arm.
“This it right here. Thanks.” She hit the alarm.
Her truck’s hard as hell. I wonder where she works at. I ain’t gonna ask; it ain’t my business. “I like yo’ truck. I wanted one like this when they first came out.”
“Thanks, I got it for the kids.”
“So you gonna let a nigga get a hug or something?” He smiled, showing his perfect teeth.
Raven was attracted to Benji strongly. She figured because of his looks a lot of guys hated him. And she knew he probably had women falling at his feet. But he was the total opposite; humble.
“That’s what you want—a hug or something?”
“Yeah, can a nigga get some type of affection?”
She opened her door and set her purse down on the driver’s seat.
“So you want a hug?”
“Don’t say it like I’m forcing you.”
As much as he wanted to hug her, she wanted to be hugged by him. He held her in his arms. She put her nose into his neck and could smell his Sean John cologne. Raven felt as if time had stood still. She didn’t care if he let her go. She could have stayed like this forever. Benji seemed to be too good to be true. Only time would tell.
CHAPTER FOURTEEN
Leesa sat at the table eating her food. Glancing around the restaurant she caught a glimpse of Q. He was standing behind the counter. He looked over in her direction, and their eyes locked. What the fuck is he doing back there? He gave her a half smile, and she flashed a forced one back. Oh God! He might have done something to my fucking food! She dropped the fork onto her plate, then reached for a napkin. Now he’s coming over here . What the fuck he wants?
“How you doing today?” he stood by the table’s side.
“Fine, and you?” Leesa didn’t want to speak, but felt she had no choice.
“Look, I’m sorry. We got off on the wrong foot. My name’s Quintay.”
“Damn! Where you get that name from?” Leesa couldn’t help but ask as she fought not to laugh in his face.
“I told you it was weird the day I met you. That’s why everybody calls me Q.”
“Well, I kinda like your name, Quintay! It makes me smile when I say it!”
“Oh, okay, I see you got jokes. But since you like my name, do you think it’s all right if I sit down?”
“Yeah, go ahead.” Leesa felt a little silly about the way she acted before at the mall and thinking he may have poisoned her food.
“Are you enjoying your meal?”
“Yeah, I guess. So what were you doing behind the counter?”
“I was making sure that everything was going as it should be.”
“Oh, so you’re the manager?”
“Naw, I’m the owner. You like my li’l place?” he asked, being modest.
Leesa looked around the interior, then looked back at him. “Yeah, I like it. It’s a nice place. I’m impressed. What other secrets you keeping? You have a girl or wife or just your sister from the mall?”
“Nope.” Q busted out laughing, immediately getting her reference.
“Okay, smart guy, any kids?” When she asked that, Q stared off into space and his mood changed.
“Hey, you’re all right? Did I say something out of order?”
“Naw, not at all. It’s just I had a son, but he got hit by a car. He was running after a ball.”
“Oh my God, I’m so sorry to hear that! I never had any kids, but I know how it feels to lose someone close to you.” Leesa didn’t know this man from a can of paint, but for some reason, she felt like she could keep it real with him as he’d done with her. “Well, I’m a widow . . . well, kinda. My fiancé
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