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toward her front door with him hot on her heels. Angela opened the door. “Goodnight, Julian. Come back when you are ready to treat me with the respect I not just deserve but demand!” 
    “Angie, wait!  I don’t want to leave with you angry at me,” Julian said. He knew he had been digging himself a hole from the moment he decided to come over.
    “I am not angry with you Julian. If I was angry believe me there would not be a chance in hell that I would go out with you,” she said leaning against the door.
    “I refuse to be one of those women that accept disrespect from a man because she is afraid of being alone. So if you want to ask me out, if you want us to be anything other than neighbors, you need to do it the right way, and this is not it.”
    Julian was so glad that he had not lost his chance with her. He knew he should get out before he pushed her over the edge. He started to leave and stopped in front of her.
    “Angie, I have nothing but respect for you, and I am going to sweep you off your feet to prove it,” he whispered before walking out.
    She watched him walk down the steps and stroll next door to his house with his hands in his pockets whistling.
     

 
    CHAPTER 8
    “Oh thank God!” Toni shouted jumping up from her desk and doing a church praise dance as she went running over to Angela and hugging her. “I am so proud of you, Angie! Finally, you stand up for yourself and demand the love and respect you deserve,” she told her friend as she went back to her desk.
    “You are completely crazy, woman,” Angela said to her.
    Angela had told Toni about what had happened between her and Julian the night before.
    Angela could admit in her first marriage she accepted anything Andre was willing to give her, including cheating, as long as he kept it discreet. When he had come to her saying that he might have AIDS and they both needed to be tested because he had slept with a transgender model, it had been the final straw. First, the idea of him getting AIDS because of disrespect and being irresponsible, then to know that her husband’s sexuality was in question. That was a little more than any woman should have to endure. When she had told him she wanted a divorce, he had finally admitted he was gay. With the promise that if she did not stay in the marriage and continue to be his beard, he would make sure she never got a dime of his money.
    After the nightmare that her marriage had been, she had been more than happy to walk away from him and his money.
    It had taken her more than two years to get out of that marriage and maintain primary custody of her daughters. Her lawyer had finally gotten her out of the prenuptial agreement with the promise to sign a confidentiality agreement about his sexuality, as if any woman wanted to go around announcing that her husband preferred men.
    “You need help,” Angela said laughing at Toni and shaking her head. “Actually, I am very proud of myself.”
    Angela’s mind instantly went to the feeling of Julian’s lips against hers and how soft yet firm his kiss was.
    “Girl, I commend your will power because if that fine man put his lips on me, we would be naked rolling around on the floor playing Where’s Waldo in two-point-two seconds,” Toni said as she sat back down behind her desk.
    “Excuse me, I have a delivery for a Ms. Angela McMillian,” a flower delivery man that had just walked in the office said to them.
    “Oh! That’s me” Angela said.
    Angela took the flowers which were the most beautiful Casablanca Lily’s she had ever seen. Smiling from ear to ear she signed for them and read the card. It read, “For the woman who deserves the best, J.”
    “Who are they from?” Toni said smelling the flowers.  She had damn near leapt over her desk as soon as she had seen the delivery man.
    Angela smiled the biggest smile she could remember smiling in her life and turned the card so that Toni could see what was written.
    “HAAAAA!” Toni screamed