you.”
She kissed him again.
“That’s nice to know.”
She slid out of his embrace and walked into the bathroom. An hour later Victoria tapped Joshua on his shoulder,
“Hey baby I will be ready in fifteen minutes.”
He slid out of the bed onto the floor and fell around her legs.
“Boy stop you gone get my pants wrinkled!” she yelled.
“Oooh baby that was a good lil’ snooze. What time is it now?”
“Seven thirty.”
“Forreal?”
He jumped to his feet,
“G irl you gone be late what took you so long?”
“Honey it takes a long time to get beautified so hold your horses, we’re only fifteen minutes down the road like you said earlier. I’ll still be on time I got thirty minutes.”
Joshua focused in on her.
“Look at you looking good enough to eat!” he smiled.
She took a step back and did a slow turn. Victoria was wearing a pair of cream and white Burberry Nova Check round toe pumps, some navy blue pants that fit nicely around her curves, and a cream button down shirt with a Burberry Brit print and logo outlined in the ruffles. She was looking good.
“Thank you love, now let’s go.”
She grabbed her purse and briefcase. Joshua went into the bathroom and came out five minutes later.
“I’ll just wait and drop you off then come back and get myself together.”
Victoria looked at him and thought about Rebecca.
She walked up to him and raised her fist, “Don’t make me cut yo balls off and hand them to you patna,” she said sounding like the police officer from the movie The Players Club.
He slapped her hand down.
“Girl stop.”
They walked toward the door.
“Oh hand me my Blackberry it’s on the desk. That would’ve been a disaster if I left it.”
“I know,” Joshua said, “then the girl from the front desk may have found it and gotten my number out,” he chuckled.
She looked at him sideways.
“I hope that isn’t the best excuse you got.”
He shook his head. Twenty minutes later they pulled up in front of Banks Association for Relationship and Family Therapy.
“Have a nice day baby and call me if you need anything.”
“Ok.”
S he leaned in and kissed him. Before she got out, she pulled down the visor and checked herself then hopped out. At the receptionist desk she noticed a petite middle-aged woman; her glasses where barley hanging on to her nose.
Her head rose and she spoke;
“How can I help you?”
“I’m here to start my internship with Caroline Banks.”
“Hi, the lady said with a warm smile. I’m Marilyn O’conner—if I can get you to sign in here and show me your ID.”
Victoria handed Marilyn her ID and signed in.
Her hand slid into her purse and pulled out the badge. “Go straight down that hall and hang to the left, you will see double doors, slide your badge there and sign in with Mrs. Banks’ assistant.”
“Thank you,” Victoria said.
“No, thank you and welcome,” Marilyn said.
Victoria turned and walked down the hallway, when she got to the door she swiped her badge, the door made a buzz noise and Victoria went through it. Inside she saw a young woman sitting at the desk,
“Hi, I’m Victoria.”
S he walked up with her hand out.
“I’m here for my internship with Caroline Banks.”
“Hello, I’m Monica Township, Mrs. Banks’ assistant. Sign in here and have a seat Mrs. Banks will be right with you.” Monica picked up her phone and dialed Caroline’s extension.
“Yes,”
Caroline came through on the speaker.
“Mrs. Banks your eight o’clock has arrived, would you like me to send her in?”
“Yes,” Caroline said.
Monica hung up.
“You can go right through this door Ms. Mathis.”
“Please call me Victoria.”
“Ok, Victoria.”
“Thanks.”
Caroline looked down at her watch. It was two minutes after eight. She was going to have to teach this girl a lesson. This was late in her