bites of his raisin toast and then began talking. He told me it was his son’s mother. They had been dating for two years and his son was now one year old. The love had gone, but he still cared and took care of her as if it never left.
He tried to end it many times but, whenever he does, she cuts him out his son’s life, so he plays the role to see his son.
The heartbreaker for me was that they lived together; he had in-house pussy. He didn’t want his son to grow up without him and applying for full custody wouldn’t be a smart thing to do in his line of work.
He went further to tell me that they met while he was in jail. She had written and visited him for two years before they hooked up. She refused to start a relationship with him behind bars.
Sounds like a smart woman; there is no way I would be faithful to a man that was behind bars. I’m not holding it down while a man is locked up. I would be dating somebody else before his first court date.
After paying the bill, he asked where the nearest grocery store was. I directed him to Kroger and when we walked in, he asked if I liked seafood. I said, “I love it.” He spent $70 on lobster tails and shrimps and then grabbed a few other items.
“So, I take it you will be here for dinner?”
He took my face in his hand and said, “I’m hoping to be here for two dinners and another breakfast.”
My blood started running hot. I had never spent this much time with a man I didn’t know before and all common sense flew out the door. I was enjoying his company and glad he was enjoying mine.
I had only received this type of attention from a man after we had sex. If he was like this now, I know he would be even better after I gave him some of the goods.
We were talking politics when his phone rang. He listened briefly and then yelled, “What the hell you mean? I’m on my way.”
On the ride back to my apartment, he said he had to go handle some business and would be back. I felt like breaking his phone. I pretended to understand, but I really didn’t. I parked my car and carried the bags up as he drove 50 mph out of my complex.
I tried to guess what the other person had said to him on the other end of the phone, but had no clue of what it could have been. When you live the lifestyle he lived, anything was possible.
I wonder if his baby mama made up something to get his attention. Women are good for faking tragedies to gain the attention of men. I’ve seen some good acting, too. The classic, flat tire routine or, my all-time favorite, ‘the baby is sick’ trick.
Dealing with married men and men with baby mamas has allowed me to see it all. Woman will do anything to get a man’s attention, even if it meant using the kids as bait.
I showered and then put out an all-black Baby Phat dress that my secretary, Stephanie, had given me for my birthday. I had never worn the dress because, when I cutoff the sex she requested, we kept everything business from then on out. I couldn’t see myself wearing it and having her think I was still interested in her. Don’t get lost in my words, the sex was good, but that’s all it was to me- nothing but sex.
I laid silver accessories out next to it and a pair of sterling silver earrings I had bought from Macy's. If he were to come back, my hair and makeup would be at its best.
Just in case he wanted that sample tonight, I would wax all the important areas and make sure they are baby powder fresh.
I needed somebody to talk to. I felt like I was going to explode if I didn’t tell somebody about Dre. I don’t do the girl talk thing, but I needed to tell someone what had happened in the last 24 hours, so I called my best friend, Sandy, who I graduated from Georgia Tech with.
Due to her living in France now, we didn’t talk like we used to, but she was the only person who knew the real me.
I gave her the rundown and waited on her opinion.