I beat my record of no skips at all and finished out at three. The last one I threw so hard that I fell to my side on the sand.
He didnât bother picking me up. Instead, he sat in front of me. âSo how about dinner tonight?â
I was speechless. The only thing I could do was blush. âUmm.â Didnât he just say that he was married with children? âAre you serious?â
He looked taken aback. âYes.â He asked, âAre you playing hard to get?â
I thought it over. What else was I going to do tonight? Of course I was going to have dinner. At least tonight it wouldnât be with a stingray, and most importantly, I wouldnât have to pay for it. I was lucking out; my drinks the night before, my lunch today, and I was about to hit the dinner jackpot. âIâm not playingâI am hard to get.â
âWell, Iâm up for the challenge,â he said. âDinner?â
âSure.â I smiled. âWhat time?â
âIâm on your watch.â
I looked down at my Timex. It was almost five in the evening. âHow about eight?â
âEight is great.â He stood up and helped me to my feet. âWhere would you like to go?â
âIâm on your appetite,â I joked as I dusted the sand from my dress.
âHow about we leave the resort and see whatâs out there?â
âIâm down, if you are.â
âIâll meet you in the lobby at eight then.â He smiled.
âSounds like a plan.â I gathered my things from the beach and started off in the direction of the Royal Towers.
I then heard him say, âIâll let Conrad know.â
âOkay,â I said just to appease him. Why did he have to know? I certainly didnât want him joining us. I never even got a chance to mention to Julian that Conrad was a stranger to me, and I never asked him what help or advice he could offer me for my sites. Oh well, Iâd have all night to find that out.
âWe can get over being poor, but it takes longer
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J ust as I promised, I was in the lobby at eight. I checked myself out several times before leaving the room. I tooted my own hornââDamn, you look good.â My Hersheyâs Kiss-colored skin, tight physique, and my form-fitting black strapless dress accentuated my long, black hair.
I couldnât help taking a deep breath, when Julian came around the corner wearing black slacks and a jacket over a pale yellow Oxford shirt. I was sure people thought we were a couple as we walked through the hotel.
Standing outside, I assumed we were waiting on a cab, but a black Lincoln Town Car pulled up instead. Apparently, Julian had made plans. He told the driver the name of the restaurant, and we were on our way.
He looked over at me. âYou look very nice.â
His staring made me timid. I was trying to sit as close to the door as I could. âThank you.â I blushed. âYouâre looking very dapper yourself.â
âI try,â he said.
Lord knows he didnât have to try very hard.
âHas anyone ever told you that you resemble that girl?â He couldnât remember her real name. He gave up and continued, âThe one that played Bird on the movie Soul Food .â
I had heard that comment countless times before. âYes. Nia Long.â I rolled my eyes, not because it wasnât a compliment, but because the last person to make reference to it was Damian. He thought it was cute to call me Birdie. âIâm taller, though.â
He was still looking at me. âI donât bite, ya know.â
âWhat do you mean?â
âI mean, you look like youâre about to jump out of the car.â He lifted my hand from the seat. âCome over here.â
I slid across the seat and tried not to tense up as my shoulder
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