“Hello?”
“You did good, sir.”
“I’m assuming you received my gifts.”
“I did, and I am going to enjoy them this evening very much. But before I do that, I would like to invite you over for dinner. Iwon’t have much time to make anything fancy, but I’m sure that I could whip something up for you, if you’re down.”
He chuckled, and the sound touched my soul. I closed my eyes. What were the odds that God had sent this man to rescue me and heal my broken heart?
“I think I can make it for dinner.”
“Good. I’ll see you in about an hour or two?”
“It’s a date.”
I ended the call, packed up my items, and headed outside.
“Ms. Synclair,” Shane called to me.
“Hi, Shane. What are you doing here?”
“Mr. King told me that you would be catching the bus today because your car was in the shop. He sent me to take you home.”
I had told him about that last night when we spoke on the phone. How thoughtful that he remembered and made provisions for it. My auto mechanic had picked my car up during my lunch break.
“Is he always this thoughtful and sweet?” I asked as Shane took my things from my arms and placed them in the back of the car.
“I can assure you that those aren’t words that anyone other than his mother has probably used to describe him,” Shane replied with a light chuckle.
I climbed in the car and relaxed to the soft jazz music that Shane played on my ride home.
I hadn’t been home more than fifteen minutes before the doorbell rang again. I had been preparing to take a shower, so I quickly threw my fluffy pink robe on before I headed to the door to answer it.
“Hey. You’re early.” I greeted Naijhel in surprise.
“Not really. I’m right on time it looks like,” he stated, handing me a bouquet of pink and white lilies.
I took them and noted that he had some bags in his hand.
“I haven’t had time to cook yet. That’s why I asked you to give me some time. Maybe we can look on DoorDash and figure something out. I was about to shower and change,” I explained while I took the flowers to the kitchen to place them in a vase.
He lifted the bags in his hands and replied, “No worries, beautiful. You go ahead and take care of what you were doing. I’ve got dinner covered.”
“I can take care of dinner; after all, I invited you over. Just give me a minute.”
“I am already prepared to make you a meal.”
“What are you up to?”
“Nothing.” He set the bags on the counter, walked to me, and cupped my chin.
“Listen, this is a difficult day for you, and I want you to just relax and find peace. I’m here to make that happen.”
“Well, okay, if you’re sure.”
“I’m sure. Go ahead and get showered and changed.” Naijhel kissed my forehead and walked to the sink to wash his hands.
I wasn’t certain that he had all he needed, but I knew that he would figure it out. From what I had learned of the man already, he was very resourceful, and he was a problem solver. That was attractive if nothing else.
