It's in the Rhythm by Sammie Ward

lounge.
    â€œFor what?” Leigh giggled. “Leaving you alone with a handsome, successful man? You ought to be thanking me.” She poured Italian salad dressing on her salad. “He looks better in person than in his videos. Not as tall as I thought he’d be. But I’m sure you can work with it.”
    â€œI won’t be working with it , as you put it. I told you I didn’t want to have anything to do with him. But what did you do? Invite him into my home.”
    Leigh leaned back. “Why didn’t you ask him to leave?”
    Trinity studied Leigh for a moment as she pondered her response. She’d asked herself the same question last night over and over again after Garrett left and had not gotten a legitimate answer then.
    Leigh gave her the answer. “I’ll tell you why. Because, deep down inside, you wanted to see him again. That’s why.”
    Trinity inhaled sharply. “For your information, I asked him to leave right after you did.”
    Leigh’s jaw dropped, along with the fork she was holding. “You’re kidding.”
    Trinity would have laughed if Leigh weren’t so serious. “I meant it when I said that I want to avoid that whole media circus. My life has been drama free since Darius and I broke up. I intend to keep it that way.”
    â€œSo, what are you saying? You’re not going to date? Are you going to become a nun? Because, let me let you in on a secret, your life will never be problem free. There will always be something in it to test your faith in God.”
    Trinity exhaled a long breath. She had a feeling that Leigh wasn’t going to change the subject. “I’m not getting any, anyway. So it doesn’t matter.”
    â€œThat’s another thing. I keep telling you that you’re too beautiful and too young not to have a social life.”
    â€œLet it go, Leigh. The next man I lay down with will be my husband.”
    Leigh speared a slice of tomato. “There’s nothing wrong with that. It’s too bad more women don’t think that way. But speaking of dating, how are you going to meet this future husband if you don’t date?”
    Trinity glanced at Leigh again. “For one thing, men don’t want to go out a woman who doesn’t put out.”
    â€œThat’s not true of all men,” Leigh countered. “Is that why you’re running from Garrett? Afraid he’ll walk if you don’t sleep with him?”
    â€œI’m not running from Garrett,” Trinity argued.
    â€œWhat do you call it? One kiss and you ran for the hills.”
    â€œOkay, I admit there was an attraction.”
    â€œ Is an attraction,” Leigh corrected.
    Trinity shook her head. “ Is an attraction, but even with what’s going on, I’m not over what happened with Darius. So how can I enter into another relationship?”
    â€œYou miss Darius, don’t you?”
    â€œNo. The man couldn’t find the word ‘commitment’ in the dictionary if he tried.”
    Leigh chuckled.
    â€œThere you are,” Principal Fisk said as she made her way toward the table. “Good afternoon, Miss Blake,” she acknowledged Leigh, and then placed a hand on Trinity’s back. “Have you managed to arrange for Garrett Martindale to come and speak at the school?”
    Trinity wished Leigh hadn’t said anything. “I’m still working on it, Principal Fisk.”
    â€œKeep me posted,” Principal Fisk replied before heading in the opposite direction.
    * * *
    Garrett’s morning was busy. He threw himself in his work, trying not to think about Trinity. It began with several radio and telephone interviews. He braced himself for questions about the photo of him and Trinity. He calmly stated they were old friends, nothing more. That’s the way Trinity wanted it, and that was fine with him. He’d never pushed his affections upon a woman, and he wasn’t