Georgia On My Mind by Brenda Stokes Lee Read Free Book Online Page B

responded after folding his menu and returning it to the table.
    “So, how is this going to work?  I mean today was great but I can't expect you to be there for me every day.”
    “Why not?  For the next six weeks if you let me I'm going to be there.  I can't let you die alone, itching, scratching and sleeping with a vibrator and lying in a bed covered with cat shit.” He laughed.
    “Alright, I see big head people got jokes too!” Peaches laughed before becoming serious. But what about you?”
    “What about me?”
    “I mean what about your job? Hell, what about your woman?”
    “Actually, I'm between contracts and she's not really my woman.  She's my friend.  We just hooked up a couple of months ago.  So, we're still feeling each other out.”
    “Peanut, woman or not, she’s not going to be happy about you spending so much time with me.”
    “Look Peaches, I've already explained to her that at the end of the day all I really have is my family and my friends.  She'll be okay with it.”
    “I don't know about this. I think you’re asking for a whole lot of trouble. I’d hate to ruin your relationship.”
    “Don't worry about it.  Let me do this for you.”
    “Well, at least let me pay you for your time.” Peaches offered.
    “Pay me for my what?  No! I can’t let you do that.”
    “Peanut, you're not working. Don’t be proud, take the money! I just got a big contract and I can afford it. I’d have to pay a personal trainer anyway, so I might as well pay you.” Peaches argued as she reached in her purse for her checkbook.  
    “Look, put your checkbook away. Just because I'm between positions, doesn't mean I'm broke. I got some money saved up. Peaches, I’m fine.” 
    “Okay but you know that you can come to me if you need something, right.”
    “Peaches, Trust me I have more than I need.” Rashawn assured her as the waitress arrived.
    “Hi I'm Cindy.  Can I get you some coffee or juice?”
    “Honey, I'm starving and I know exactly what I want.”
    “Great, what can I get you?” Cindy asked as she retrieved the menu from Peaches’ outstretched hand.
    “Okay, I’m going to have the deluxe, Lumberjack breakfast, with sausage, bacon and ham. I want pancakes instead of waffles and I want an extra order of bacon on the side.”
    “How would you like your eggs?” Cindy asked as she wrote everything down.
    “Scrambled, with lots of cheddar cheese and butter.”
    “Anything else?”
    “Yeah, I’ll take a large orange juice and a bottomless cup of caramel, mocha coffee with extra whip cream. Oh yeah, I forgot! Add chocolate chips to my pancakes and bring me a bottle of chocolate syrup. Thanks! I’m starving, so put a rush on that Cindy.”
    “Got it! Now, what can I get for you sir?”
    Now, Rashawn sat quietly as Peaches ordered an entire buffet of greasy, fried food and did not flinch a muscle. “I’ll just have the Healthy Choice omelet and a cup of black coffee. Thanks.”
    “Okay! I’ll be right back with your drinks.” Cindy said as she shot Rashawn a flirtatious, you can get it smile. He pretended not to notice, so Cindy gathered the menus and left. 
    “Wow, I can't believe that you didn't have anything to say.” Peaches remarked as she crunched on a piece of ice from her glass.
    “About what?” Rashawn nonchalantly asked as he stared at the obviously beautiful Peaches.
    “My order.”
    “What about it?”
    “Peanut, even I know that there was nothing healthy about what I just ordered.  I eat the same crap every morning and look at me.”
    “Maybe, but you weren't running two miles a day.  Besides, the more fat you eat- the more fat you'll have to work off.”
    “So, why didn't you just say that before I ordered all of that junk?”
    “My mother taught me that the best lessons learned are usually learned the hard way.  With that said we're going to need to add an extra workout to your routine for at least three nights a week?”
    “What?  Oh hells