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    Outside in the parking lot, Mark and Zay was standing in front of Mark’s BMW. “Nice car man,” Zay said.
    “Yeah, thanks, but I had a lil fender bender not long ago.” He responded, and then looked over at the Bentley. “No, that’s a nice car.” He pointed.
    “Oh thanks,” Zay said. “I’ve had it a little over a year.”
    “Nice, nice,” Mark said, feeling impressed. “Are you from around here?”
    “Nah, I just stopped through from Savannah. I’m picking up my lil sister who attends Paine College here.”
    “Okay, thought you were in town for The Master’s.” Mark said, looking down at his watch. He felt a little rushed since he knew that he had to get to the BMW place to trade cars, because of the accident.
    “I actually saw this salon in passing and decided to get a line-up and fresh shave. They did a good job.”
    “Well, that’s my joint right there,” Mark said, tilting his head toward the salon just to show that he had some business about himself, too. Zay nodded like he didn’t know.
    “That’s what’s up.” Zay commented. “From now on, when I’m on this end and I need a clean tape then I’ll be sure to hit up this spot.”
    “That’s good to know.” Mark said, looking back down at his watch. “My wife left her purse in my car which kinda took me off schedule, but it was good to meet you, bruh,” Mark said, shaking his hand.
    “Same here,” Zay responded. Mark eased around to the driver side of his car and then got in as Zay held up the peace sign. As Mark was pulling out of the plaza, Zay was pulling out his cell phone. He headed across the parking lot to his Bentley and messaged Olivia back.
    Sorry for being out of character. I just had to see you baby.
    Patrice stepped outside, wanting to see if she could get his number. As he sat in his car, he could see her flagging him. He let the window down as he started the smooth engine.
    “Hey can I have your number? I think it would nice if we got to know each other.”
    Zay hesitated, but his message alert went off. “Sure,” he said just wanting to get her out his face. “404-555-1122.”
    Patrice had quickly saved the number in her phone. “Okay, I’ll call you. Now le’me get back to work.” She said with a smile as Zay smiled back, but he was really watching the front entrance of the salon so hard that he wasn’t paying her much attention. He then glanced back at his cell phone, waiting on a response from Olivia. Two minutes went by and she still hadn’t responded. The four minute mark came and went. He put the car in gear, ready to leave, but then he received a text message.
    You had me nervous. O’
    Zay smiled while reading it then quickly responded back.
    Love will make you do some crazy things; especially when you’re Drunk In Love.
    She messaged back within a minute.
    I want to meet you somewhere, but you’ve already drawn so much attention your way. O’
    He messaged her back.
    We can go somewhere exclusive like the Marriot, downtown.
    Olivia blushed then messaged him back.
    Xavier, are you serious? O’
    He smiled, because Xavier was his real name. He preferred for other’s to call him Zay, but when Olivia called him by his government name it made him feel special.
    I’ll get the room and hit you back with the room number. You just show up.
    Less than a minute later, she was messaging him back.
    Smdh. Your wish is my command. (smiley face) O’  
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    An hour later, Olivia was walking through the hotel doors feeling pretty good about being able to see her boo. Zay was already anxiously waiting for her. She quickly made her way to the room and tapped lightly on the door. He greeted her with a smile and nothing on, but a robe from the hotel. Olivia stepped inside the room and closed the door shut behind her, and then hugged Zay around the neck. He couldn’t resist her charm as he hungrily kissed her in the mouth.
    She jumped up in his arms, wrapping her legs around his waist. As she hugged