“Can I talk to you for a minute?”
She looked behind her before responding.
“We don’t have anything to talk about.”
“I only need a few minutes of your time.”
“I don’t have anything nice to say to you, so I don’t think that’s a good idea.”
I frowned. “What did I do?”
“If you think I believe this is all a coincidence, think again. You set me up and thought you could get to my son through me. That’s fucked up, and you’re lucky I don’t tell him to say fuck you and your football team.”
“A setup? Hold on, Nyomi. I?—”
She slammed the door in my face before I could finish my sentence.
“Damn!” Knox exclaimed.
“Did you hear her? She thinks I set her up.”
“I heard her, and you have to admit, this is a strange coincidence.”
“Strange my ass!” I exclaimed, glaring at him.
“Don’t kill me because I’m right,” he continued.
“Aye, man. I don’t care how strange it is. I didn’t know she was Nyeem’s mother.”
“I mean, their names are similar, and he has her whole face, Bro.”
“I told you we didn’t exchange last names, and do you think I was doing face comparisons when I was in her pussy or some shit?”
“Nah. I’m fucking with you. I could see where she might suspect you’re up to no good, though.”
“I was trying to warn her ass in case she doesn’t remember letting me hit it raw. The last thing I need is her saying I trapped her.”
“You didn’t try that hard, nigga. If you really wanted to tell her, you could’ve said what needed to be said instead of trying to convince her to give you a few minutes of her time.”
“Excuse the fuck outta me for trying to have a civil, private conversation with her.”
“Well, you know where she lives now. Maybe you can slide through in a day or two and let her know what’s up. It’s been a couple months. If she’s pregnant, wouldn’t she know by now?”
“That’s true. Maybe there’s nothing to warn her about.”
“I saw how you were looking at her. You feel something real for her, huh?”
I’d shared with Knox about the first encounter I’d had with Nyomi when I went to pick up my food fromSoulful Diner. He knew I felt something more than the norm for her. I was hoping to run into her for more reasons than to warn her, but I had no idea it would be under these circumstances.
“I don’t know what I’m feeling, but I do know it’s different than anything I’ve felt for any other woman. I’m confused as fuck because I barely know her. It doesn’t make sense to feel this way for someone I’ve barely conversed with.”
Whatever fantasy I conjured up in my head about exploring something more with Nyomi would remain a fantasy. It was obvious she wasn’t feeling me as much as I was feeling her, and the last thing I would do was beg.
Knox left, and I drove a few blocks over to my house. Before I got out, I realized I was still hungry, then headed to pick up a deluxe chicken Caesar salad from Elm Street Blues. I’d been eating out entirely too much lately, and that needed to stop, but at least today I chose something on the healthier side.
Once I arrived back home, I quickly showered, pulled on a pair of sweats, and grabbed my salad and something to drink before making myself comfortable in my den. I turned on the television, and it was already on one of the sports news stations, so I tuned in while eating dinner.
My phone rang, and I smiled when I saw the name flashing across my screen. I didn’t think he’d be calling me back so soon, but I prayed he had good news.
