@nyomithelibrarian: No, and if you keep liking my pics, I’ll block you.
@coyotekilo80: Damn. That’s cold. When can I see you again?
@coyotekilo80: Dinner, miniature golf, arcade, paint and sip, movie, sex . . . Anything.
I low-key sounded pathetic and was doing the begging I swore I’d never do, but it was too late to worry about it now.
@nyomithelibrarian: I already told you it’s not happening. We’ve already crossed the line once. It wouldn’t be right for us to keep seeing each other.
@coyotekilo80: What if I got Nyeem’s permission?
@nyomithelibrarian: I don’t need my son’s permission.
@coyotekilo80: I know where you live. I know where you work. I know where you work out. I’m not a stalker, but don’t push me. Besides, you might be carrying my seed.
@nyomithelibrarian: Don’t wish that on me. If I have any more children, it will be with my husband.
@coyotekilo80: Will you marry me?
@nyomithelibrarian: Goodbye, Kilo.
I chuckled at her response to my proposal but decided to leave her alone for now, before she blocked me. Flikstagram was my only way of communicating with her because using our work emails was out of the question.
Although she turned me down, I was still hopeful. If she didn’t learn anything about me, she’d learn I was persistent when I wanted something.
I managed to focus on work for the next few hours, with Nyomi invading my mind only a few times. Whenever I thought of her, my dick got hard, so I did my best to avoid doing so while in places where I couldn’t grab my dick and bust a nut.
“How long you staying tonight?” Knox asked from the doorway of my office.
“About to head out now.”
“Bet. Let’s go grab?—”
“Nah. I need to take my ass to the grocery store. I’ve never eaten out this much in my life.”
He chuckled. “True, but after grocery shopping, do you ever feel like cooking?”
“Shit. Good point. I’ll go to the grocery store after we eat. Where we going?”
“I heardLovers & Friendswas good.”
My phone chimed with a text message from Ward, telling me he’d landed and would be arriving at the hotel shortly.
“Ward just landed. I’ll tell him to meet us there.”
“Sounds good. I’ll meet you there.”
I sent Ward a text before gathering my things and leaving my office for the day. Knox and I arrived atLovers & Friendsat the same time. We were seated quickly, and a few minutes later, Ward arrived.
“Wassup, man! It’s been a minute,” I said as I stood.
We slapped hands and exchanged a one-armed hug. Although Knox and Ward didn’t know each other as well as Ward and I did, they exchanged a brotherly greeting before we sat down.
“What’s been up with you?” I asked Ward after the server took our drink orders.
“You know I’ve been doing the podcast with Levi.”
“How’s that going?”
