The Science Of Love: A Billionaire BWWM Romance by BWWM Club, Mia Newberry Read Free Book Online Page A

it was going to look good. He had
learned to tie a Windsor knot years ago, but didn’t do it
enough to remember how. This evening he’d actually gone on line
to find some instructions on how to tie one. He checked his
reflection in the window glass and felt a little bit of confidence.
He’d put on some weight since his college days by eating
irregularly, but not too much. David had avoided the late night pizza
and junk food diet which had plagued so many of his colleges.
    “ Hello,
David,” he heard Jada say as he stood up to greet her. She
walked up to David and gave him a hug. He stood back and took her in.
If Jada had appeared to be an angel when she emerged from the dance
studio, she now looked like a goddess. He felt lucky enough to bask
in her radiance.
    He
walked around and pulled the chair out for her, just as his mother
had taught him and pushed it in as she sat down. David returned to
his chair and asked her how she was.
    “ It’s
been a tough week,” she said. “I’ve had a lot of
classes to teach and I’m still taking one or two of the courses
I need to get into a program at the college.”
    “ So
you went back to school?” he asked her. “I know you left
when your father died.”
    “ Yes,”
she told him, sipping her water from the glass in front of her. “I
finished my teaching degree down in Mississippi at the state college
so I could help my mother.”
    “ Good
to hear,” he told her. “And how is your mother?”
    “ Passed
away three years ago,” she told him. “It’s why I
came to Pittsburgh. Sold my parents’ house and used the money
to start over up here.”
    They
talked for the evening on what each had done in the years since they
had seen the other last time. Jada talked about her hopes to obtain
an advanced degree in physics and do research at some prestigious
institute, such as Argonne near Chicago. She talked about her dance
classes and the difference between teaching younger girls and high
school science students. David talked about the years he had spent in
the corporate world and what made him decide to launch his own
company. He talked about the success he’d had with the on line
dating service. She’d heard about it on the Internet and was
curious how well it was working out for him. He told her better than
he ever could have imagined, but it could all fail tomorrow, such was
the validity of the Internet. She still wanted to hear more about it.
    The food
was good. David had picked an excellent restaurant and the lighting
around them was soft. He didn’t tell her that it had the
reputation as the number one restaurant in the city for seduction. It
was rumored to promise “her clothes off by midnight or your
money back”. She did like it, he could tell. He loved the way
she had braided her hair for the evening and wanted to ask her about
it, but thought it might not be a good idea. He had heard black women
were very sensitive about their hair and woe be to any man who
touched on the subject without adequate preparation.
    “ Do
you still play Go?” he asked her. “I remember you
teaching me all those years ago. I don’t think I’ve
played a single game since the day you left.”
    “ I
still do,” she said, taking a bite out of her meal. “But
mostly on line. I just don’t have the time to go to any of the
clubs around here. And they have funny hours when they’re open.
I have been a few times and it was fun seeing the reaction on the
faces of the older men when I sat down to the board. I don’t
think any of them had ever played a black woman before.”
    Dessert
came and David ordered a cherry pie. Jada was practical and had some
vanilla ice cream. David admired her nails and wondered how women
could keep the manicure with a regular job. It had to have something
to do with all the nail parlors he saw. There was one on every corner
these days. Must be a growth industry. There was a lot of discussion
at the board meetings which direction to go, could these nail