situations.â
âItâs the same situation.â She removed her hand from his.
âNo, it isnât.â Garrett believed it was time to inform Trinity of his true feelings. âTrinity, Iâve had a thing for you since the first day you walked in my fatherâs church.â
His revelation took Trinity by surprise. She stared at him speechless.
âI have never forgotten the night we went out before I moved to L.A.â He smiled. âI had the time of my life. I wanted to spend more time with you, to get to know you and let you get to know me.â
Trinityâs heart raced and her stomach trembled. Garrett wanted to have an intimate relationship with her. He wanted to be more than friendsâbut did he want the forever-after kind of relationship? A part of her wanted to throw caution to the wind and give in to temptation. Another part of her warned her not to take the chance. She was determined not to repeat the mistake sheâd made with Darius.
She needed to think, to clear her head, and she couldnât do that in Garrettâs presence.
âIâm sorry,â she said and stood. She met Garrettâs intense gaze. âFriendship is all Iâm offering.â
âButââ
âGoodbye, Garrett.â Tears filled her eyes as she picked up her purse and left. She heard Garrett call her name, but she kept moving, didnât look back. Her emotional survival depended on it.
* * *
Standing across the room at the bar, Victor watched as Trinity rushed from the table. He couldnât help but notice the look of desperation on Garrettâs face. Victor recognized that look. Heâd been there himself with his fiancée.
Victor told the bartender to fix a double cognac on the rocks for Garrett. The brother needed it.
Garrett wiped his hand down his face in frustration. He wasnât deterred. He had two weeks to convince her he was sincere about his feelings. Garrett felt someone near, and he looked to find Victor looking down at him.
âLooks like you need this,â Victor said. He pressed the glass into Garrettâs hand.
âThanks.â The liquor burned, but felt good going down. He offered Victor a seat.
âWomen problems?â Victor sat across from Garrett.
Garrett stared into the drink and shook his head. âMan, I will never understand women.â He looked across at Victor. âI donât even know what just happened with Trinity.â
Victor chuckled. âI donât think weâre supposed to understand them. As men, weâre supposed to go along with whatever they say or do. I believe God made them that way.â He leaned across the table. âYou should know that.â
Garrett had to admit that when God created women, especially African-American women, he was showing off his best work. He just wished God had given men the book of instructions to understand them.
âVictor, let me ask you a question.â
Victor straightened. âSure.â
âHow did you know your lady was the one?â
Victorâs face broke into a wide grin. âThe first time I set eyes on Dominique, I knew she was the one. To this day, I still canât explain it,â he chuckled. âBut I thank God every day for her.â He tilted his head to one side. âWhy are you asking? You think Trinity is the one?â
A slow smile crept across Garrettâs face. âLike you, the first time she walked into my fatherâs church, I knew she was the one for me. The feelings have never changed.â
âWhatâs the problem?â Victor asked.
âShe just wants to be friends.â
âThat can be a problem. What are you planning to do about it?â
âI donât know. Iâll think of something.â
Victor stuck out a hand to receive a soulful handshake from Garrett. âThatâs what Iâm talking about. Spoken like a true brother. Anything worth having is worth
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