are and how
deserving you are of something dope.”
I blushed even harder than before. This man was
something else.
“So, we got this whole thing to ourselves. What you
wanna do first?” he smirked.
I stood there speechless. I was blown away that,
after only knowing me for a short amount of time, he cared enough
to try and make an impression. I didn’t understand what I had done
to deserve someone like him, but I sent a quick one up to God
saying thank you. My only fear was that I would let the anxiety
inside me stifle what this could grow into. Knowing me and my cold
heart, I would end up ruining this before it got started good. But
tonight, I would just go with it.
Nakami
July 2014
I walked onto the porch and used one of my ornately
decorated stiletto nails to press the doorbell. I watched as the
maid came flying into the foyer, walked up, and opened the large
wrought-iron doors.
“Good Afternoon, Ms. Yokimura. Your father is waiting
for you on the patio.” Phylicia smiled widely and greeted me with
open arms. I embraced her and stepped back to introduce her to
Grey.
“Phylicia, this is my boyfriend, Kendrick Summers,
but you can call him Grey. Grey, this is Phylicia, my old nanny and
my dad’s housekeeper.”
Grey smiled and extended his hand for her to shake.
She ignored his hand and pulled him into her wide and ample bosom,
smothering him with affection.
“You’re such a beautiful man. You all will have such
pretty babies!” she exclaimed.
“I sure hope to have a house full of them,” I laughed
as I turned to Grey. The grimace that flashed on his face didn’t go
unnoticed.
He recovered well; smiling and ignoring her comment.
“It’s a pleasure to meet you.”
“Well c’mon here. You know Hero is not a patient
man.” She waved at us to follow her. We walked through the spacious
new home that my father had recently purchased and trailed Phylicia
to the patio area. Laid in expensive stone and overlooking a deep
blue infinity pool, the patio was gorgeous. It was a perfect summer
day out, and my father had hired a chef to cater lunch for this
meeting with Grey. I was excited for them to sit down and talk. I
stepped outside, the light wind picking up the hem of my off white
ABS fit and flare dress. My father’s eyes lit up at the sight of
me.
“Daughter. It’s so good to see you.” He reached out
for a hug and held me close. I inhaled the scent of his Acqua De
Parma cologne and smiled. He pulled away from me and greeted
Grey.
“Grey, it’s nice to see you again.” The men shook
hands, and Grey mirrored my father’s sentiments. “Come. I’ve
had the chef prepare us a wonderful meal.”
We joined my father at the large outdoor table that
was decorated like Martha Stewart was his hired help. There was
food everywhere. My father had the chef made my favorite Japanese
dish, Takoyoki, which is basically fried octopus smothered in
Takoyaki sauce and Japanese mayo, and topped with a sprinkle of
dried green seaweed and katsuobushi. There was also plenty of
sushi, shrimp and chicken stir-fry, rice, and steamed vegetables. I
hadn’t had a home-cooked Japanese meal in a while, so I was quick
to dive in while Grey and my father preferred to talk a little
business.
“So, Grey, I have inquired about you. I understand
that your well has dried up since your connect was busted. Was that
what prompted your move to LA?”
“Yes. I tried a few more avenues while at home, but
none of the product was worth the money they were asking for it. My
old plug was the truth and if I can’t get the same or better
product, it wouldn’t be worth my time.”
I shoveled a forkful of food into my mouth as I
watched them talk. Their conversation faded, as my thoughts became
louder and louder. Grey was the most amazing man I’d ever met.
Sure, we’d only met a few months ago but he was my future, and
couldn’t anyone tell me any different. Let me just run down the
list of reasons why I was falling in