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    I handed the valet my ticket , and all I heard on the ride home was Dalia yapping about Seary Lawrence. She didn’t know all that came with talking to these type of niggas. Shit wasn’t as sweet as she thought it was. And if something was to develop between the two of them, I hoped that she would be prepared to handle it, because they lived an absolutely fast life. I definitely had the knowledge to school her on how to deal with them. But I had my own personal life to focus on, and I looked forward to knowing more about Mr. Courtney.

     
     

     
    Courtney and I talked on the phone and texted each other for about a week and a half before I accepted his invitation for a date. I was super nervous about our date, like a little damn kid. Just thinking about him gave me butterflies. When the elevator landed in the lobby, I closed my eyes and prepared myself to meet him. I took in a deep breath, fixed my maroon sweater dress, and proceeded through the front door. I walked slowly through the lobby and noticed Emma working late. I smiled and waved at her on my way out, since I was caught up on my rent and no longer had to hide from her.
    My heart was beating hard once I finally got outside. I hadn’t been on a date in so long, and I wanted things to go well.
    He pulled up in a black Phantom and I was confused. He said he was a hardworking businessman, but with a car like that, it seemed like he was more of a hardworking CEO or president of a company. He let himself out of the car and jogged over to open the door for me. When he approached my side of the car, the butterflies were waling inside my stomach.
    His face resembled the actor Laz Alonzo, he had a classically handsome face. He had the same short curly fade as Laz Alonzo, chinky eyes and appeared as if he could be mixed with black and Chinese. His eye lashes were long and swirled above his lids. This man could make any woman fall hard just by his looks alone.
    He flashed his set of dominating white teeth and gave me a hug. “How you doing, babe?”
    The word babe made me weak. My pussy was throbbing , and I wanted him on the spot. I hoped that I didn’t seem too thirsty with how hard I was squeezing him, but he smelled so good.
    “I’m good , how are you?” I asked, trying to hold it together and taking in another whiff of his cologne.
    “I’m good , now that I’m with you.” he said after we embraced.
    He held the door open for me, and I got inside.
    “Aw, thank you.” I appreciated a gentleman.
    The inside of his car smelled just like him, like YSL cologne. The interior of the car was all gray, from the seats to the dashboard and the rugs.
    "So where do you live?" I asked him.
    "Oh, I also live in Foxboro." he replied, pulling away from my complex, which was in the heart of Foxboro.
    "Oh okay, so you live close by? "
    "Yeah, not too far from here." He maneuvered the stick.
    I took a peek around. He had Nordstrom bags in his backseat, as if he had gone shopping earlier in the day. Then I looked at the shiny diamond necklace that hit his collarbone, and I was dying to see what he was about.
    "So, what is it that you do exactly?" I asked.
    "I'm an entrepreneur." He peeked over at me and then back on the road.
    I waited for him to finish , but that’s all he said. "Okaaay? What kind of business?" I inquired. I didn’t understand why he was being so secretive.
    "Customer service, sweetheart." he kept it brief and then changed the subject. "So what would you like to eat, beautiful?"
    I shifted in my seat to take my eyes off him. Since he didn't want to talk about his career, I figured he probably didn't want to discuss work, since he was just getting off, so I left it alone. But I hoped that he wasn't a drug dealer or doing something else illegal.
    " Well, I like Italian, seafood, American, I'm not picky."
    He licked his lips. "Well I got just the place to bring you to."
    We immersed in small talk on the way to the restaurant. I loved how easy he was