“Give me one second.”
The hostess left me alone for a couple of minutes, and I took a seat to wait.
I busied myself with my phone when I glanced up to see Rayzor walking in with one of my patients.
My heart thumped.
I quickly dropped my head.
“Miss. Richardson!” the young voice called out, running up and hugging me.
Rayzor had a confused look on his face.
“Ms. Richardson?” Rayzor repeated.
“Hey, Maleek.” I smiled, standing up and hugging him back.
“Maleek, you know her?”
“Yeah. This is my dental hygienist, Ms. Richardson.”
“Who’s this, Maleek?” I questioned, looking up at Rayzor.
“My big brother Courtland. Well, Rayzor to everyone else. I told you about him, remember?”
I wanted to slap my own forehead because he talks about his brother all the time. I felt like I knew him before even meeting him. That’s how much Maleek talks about him.
“He loves and admires you so much.”
“Damn, small world,” Rayzor muttered.
Maleek released me.
“She pretty, bro, ain’t she?”
“Get yo’ grown ass over here,” Rayzor told him.
He kissed his teeth and I giggled.
“I didn’t even know you were from the A,” Rayzor said.
“Born and raised.”
“Damn. I guess we ain’t do too much talking.”
“You could’ve found out if you didn’t ghost me,” I mumbled.
Rayzor ran his hand over his waves.
“I thought–” he started to say.
“How you know each–” Maleek started.
“Ma’am, here’s the menu for you to make your order,” the hostess interrupted.
I smiled. “Thank you.”
“What you getting? It’s on me,” Rayzor offered.
