I spit out my tea. “What has gotten into you?”
I don’t think she can hear me over her laughter.
“You heard me,” she says in between squeals. “Let your body say what your mouth won’t. That is, until you’re ready to open up. A relationship isn’t built on sex alone.”
“I know,” I say while wiping off the droplets of tea that’ve gotten all over my oversized sweatshirt.
“I can’t use him like that. What if he doesn’t want me?”
“Alyssia, have you seen you?” Kandace asks. “And I didn’t believe this was possible, but you’re even more stunning pregnant.”
I send Kandace pictures at least once a week of new outfits since I’ve had to do some shopping for maternity clothes that are comfortable for the office.
“Thank you,” I tell her. “You know you’re beautiful yourself.”
“Which is why I knew we’d be besties,” she says, making us both laugh. “No, really. It’s obvious you have a thing for your baby daddy, even if you’re not ready to admit it out loud yet.
“Whether that’s your fear or something else is up for you to figure out, but fear’s not a good enough reason to stop you from getting your back blown out.”
“Dammit! You almost made me choke on my tea again.”
“It’s time for you to choke on something else.”
“Kandace!”
She just laughs.
My phone beeps with an incoming call.
“That’s Uncle Theo. He’s probably calling to update me on their expected arrival time.”
Uncle Theo and Owen are currently on a cruise across the Atlantic Ocean. They’re doing a European tour, and will have some down time. I’m trying to convince them to stay with me for at least a week so we can travel and explore together.
“Tell your uncles I said hi. Love you.”
“Love you, too,” I tell her then pause. “Kandace?”
“Yeah?”
“Thanks for not giving up on me freshman year.”
She sucks her teeth. “Girl, you’d be a mess without me.”
CHAPTER 22
Travis
“Did you find anything out?” I ask, staring into my laptop screen.
I’ve landed back home after my Miami race, and it’s close to three in the morning. But I plan to stay up to meet Alyssia at the train stop in the morning. Aside from getting this information from my uncle, there’s nothing I want more than to see her face.
Yesterday’s win was great, but within hours I started to realize there was something missing.
More like someone. I wanted Alyssia there, but it was too late to call her given the time difference.
“I’m doing well. Thanks for asking,” Uncle Brutus grumbles.
“Sorry. Did you get anything?”
