Vaughn grabbed her hand, and she let him. “You’re good at what you do, ma. I hired you for a reason. I probably should stop acting surprised every time you prove it.”
“Thank you,” Sade replied softly.
“Don’t let that go to your head.”
Sade smiled. “Too late.”
I sighed in relief. “Thank God. Now hug before I quit.”
In unison they said, “No,” but I noticed they ain’t stop holding hands.
After that moment, our days went smoothly.
V Saint
“I was starting to enjoy her outside the tension, and that was dangerous for a nigga like me.”
Since Sade and I got an understanding, things have been real copasetic. I was tired of looking like a jerk, so I made things as comfortable as possible for her. I wasn’t walking on eggshells, and neither was she. I didn’t snap when she asked a question, and she wasn’t rolling her eyes when I needed something done. Even our assistants seemed at ease, and the workers.
We’d all been having lunch together, joking, talking about things outside of work. Shit was how it was supposed to be. But today, I wanted her in my space alone to see where her head really was with me.
I saw her and Laila headed for lunch, but I had different plans for her, and I hoped she would accept.
I stopped them at the entrance.
Sade looked at me. “You need something?” she asked, smiling.
“Yeah, you,” I smirked.
“Stop it, Vaughn, I’m hungry.”
“I know. I was wondering if I could borrow you for lunch. Wanna talk business.”
She looked at Laila and laughed.
“Should I?” she asked Laila.
Laila shrugged. “That’s up to you. You were going to be the third wheel to me and hubby.”
Sade looked at me. “What’s on your menu?”
“Mexican.” I knew that was her favorite.
“You got me there.” She smiled.
“I know the way to your heart.”
She side-eyed me. “Yeah, sure.”
We walked Laila to her car, then went to my office, where food was waiting, and I had the works for her.
We walked in and started opening the food pans.
“Damn, you want me to be bigger than I am,” she laughed, grabbing a plate. I had everything we needed for taco salads and street tacos.
“You ain’t big, ma. We gon’ give the rest to the ground’s workers.”
We made our food and sat down.
