The Pastor's Heart by Desiree Future Page B

office were matching chairs for visitors and a leather high chair with its back to the window.  Various awards and documents hung nicely on the small but cozy room.  
    “Excuse me Mr. Car ter, your lunch has arrived.”  The young woman informed Kingston during his meeting.
    “I didn’t order anything,” Kingston replied in a confused voice.
    “What would you like me to do Sir?” She asked while standing in the doorway.
    “ Beth, you can bring it in here.”  He responded even though he knew for a fact he hadn’t ordered anything since he had been in a meeting all morning and lunch hadn’t crossed his mind.
    The y oung woman returned with a paper bag with a note attached to it.  “Enjoy this special lunch just for you.  Sinclair.” Kingston read the note out loud forgetting that he had a client in his office with him.
    Kingston opened the bag to find lunch from his favorite restaurant Sam’s in Washington DC.  He chuckled when he saw a box of his favorite Fig Newtons inside the bag.
    “By the huge grin on your face Mr. Carter I can tell that your wife su rprised you with lunch today, you’re a very lucky man,” the Caucasian man commented while sitting across from Kingston.
    Chad Dunbar sat wearing a black three piece suit with a matching black and white tie.  With his hair smooth back and pocket watch hanging from his vest pocket he had high hopes in this meeting with Kingston.
    “I am not a lucky man, I am simply blessed.  Now if you’ll excuse me for a minute Mr. Dunbar,” he said as he grabbed his bag and headed for the door.
    “You’re the most beautiful and thoughtful person I know.  Not to mention your legs are absolutely sexy.”  Kingston said as soon as Sinclair answered her cell phone.
    “I take it you got your lunch Mr. Carter?” Sinclair said smiling.
    “I sure did.  I don’t know how you knew but I needed these Figs.  This meeting was getting heavy so these Figs are just what I need right now.  I had already eaten one box of Newton’s and my whole stash is already gone.”  He replied as he tore open the box of Fig Newtons and popped one into his mouth.
    “Well, I’m glad that you like it.  I know how hard you work and I just thought you could use a little extra today.  Besides I knew you would enjoy the Figs and Sam’s is just a bonus.”   Sinclair said as she took a bite of her sandwich.
    “I didn’t know that they delivered and especially over here,” Kingston said to Sinclair.
    “ They don’t deliver at all.  I know how much you love their food so I called in a favor from a friend of mine.”  Sinclair knew Kingston would enjoy the meal because it was his favorite.
    Kingston was smiling from ear to ear just talking to Sinclair on the phone.  “You have me spoiled.”
    “There is nothing wrong with getting a little spoiled every now and then.  Sound familiar Pastor Carter?” Sinclair teased him.
    Kingston found himself now smiling more than ever.  “It sure does Miss Madison.”
    “I may not be able to cook but I do know the way to a man’s he art is through his stomach. I don’t care if it has to be cooked by someone else as long as you’re eating I’m fine.” Sinclair smiled and took a sip of her iced tea.
    “Well, you already have the pastor’s heart and we are go ing to work on the cooking part.” He informed her as he bit into his sausage.”  Speaking with his mouth full he continued. “I need to tell you something but I don’t want you to get scared?”
    “Sure go ahead. I’m all ears,” she said as she put down her iced tea.
    “You simply blow my mind.  Now I’m going to leave it at that for now because I have to get back to my meeting.”  Kingston could not believe how God had blessed him with Sinclair, the most beautiful and thoughtful person he knew.
    Sinclair started blushing over the phone. “Awe, that’s so sweet of you.” Sinclair replied in a soft voice trying to hold back her tears. “Now get back to your