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talk to you outside of here.”
     
    “I guess.”
     
    Kalena gave him her phone number and he locked it into his phone. He then called her so that she would have his number too.
     
    “Well it’s time for me to get going. It was nice to meet you, Joseph.”
     
    “You too, I’ll give you a call later.”
     
    “So you don’t have the 3-day rule? You’re actually going to call me today?”
     
    “Just for you I’m putting my 3-day rule on hold.”
     
    “I feel so special.”
     
    “You should.”
     
    Kalena laughed, grabbed her belongings and headed back to work with a little extra pep in her step. She actually liked him and she looked forward to speaking with him again. See, Nina wasn’t the only one who could snag a cute white boy. She laughed out loud to herself and shook her head. If her dad could only see her now, he would probably have a heart attack. Her dad wasn’t racist, but he didn’t want her to ever bring home a white boy. Well, okay maybe her dad was a little bit racist…or a lot.
     
    *
     
    Later that day, Kalena was sitting at home, watching more of The Good Wife while drinking a glass of wine and looking over some ad ideas. She was enjoying her peace and quiet before her phone rang. She played around with the idea of ignoring it but answered it anyway. She looked at the phone and saw that it was Joseph.
     
    Kalena quickly picked up the phone, “Hello?”
     
    “Hey, Kalena?”
     
    “Well if it isn’t Joseph. How are you, sir?”
     
    “I’m doing better now that I’m talking to you.”
     
    Kalena smiled and shook her head. She didn’t know why she liked his tired ass lines, but she did.
     
    They were cute and so was he, so he got a pass.
     
    “Good to know,” she grinned.
     
    “I’m really glad that I met you today and I hope that we can keep our little thing going.”
     
    “You really know how to jump the gun. We have a thing?”
     
    “Yeah, I think so.”
     
    “That’s good to know too.”
     
    “So how about we meet on Saturday?”
     
    “Saturday isn’t really good for me. I have plans during the evening with my friends.”
     
    “That’s cool because I’m busy on Saturday evening too. Let’s do lunch.”
     
    “What? I get a day time date?”
     
    He laughed, “Of course you do.”
     
    “And what else do I get?”
     
    “Whatever you want, sweetie, whatever you want.”
     
    *
     
    Tamika rested her head on her desk for a few moments. She felt like the day was never going to end. She’d been there since 6 a.m. and it was currently 7 p.m. She wanted to go home and get some rest, but it didn’t look like that was going to happen. She still had two  more interviews to do before the day was over. That’s the problem when you’re headhunting executives with full time employment already. You have to wait until they’re off the clock and that means working ridiculous hours.
     
    “You holding up okay?” Jin asked as he stood in the door with bags of food.
     
    “Oh my God,” I think I am now, “What are you carrying?” Tamika asked as she inhaled deeply.
     
    The spicy aroma of the food wafted to her nose and her stomach grumbled in anticipation.
     
    “I got Indian food. Lamb curry and rice. There is enough for the both of us, want some?”
     
    “Oh yes,” she said in a tone that was a little too sultry.
     
    Jin did his best to ignore it and walked towards her desk. He took a seat and pulled out  the food. Tamika hungrily bit her bottom lip and watched him unpack it all. He was hard not to like. She couldn’t remember the last time Reggie brought her food. She did all of the cooking and she did all of the ordering too. Reggie didn’t want to have to do anything and she usually didn’t mind but that was when he was taking care of her in other ways.
     
    She tried to have an open conversation with him, but he ignored her and watched television. He then slept on the couch instead of going to bed with her. She felt lonely and a bit empty.