We didn’t go out like this when we were together. Being out with him feels fresh and new.
“How have you been?” I ask, knowing it’s a loaded question, but I’m curious.
He looks at me. “Good enough. Last season didn’t end how we wanted. Didn’t make it to the finals. The guys blame me. They say I played better when I was with you.”
I tilt my head. “Oh, so that’s what this is about?”
He straightens. “No, I miss you—”
“I’m playing,” I cut in, smiling.
He exhales, then laughs. “Wow, I was really about to pour my heart out.”
“I cannot believe Javonte Kind is in my restaurant!” A woman who has to be Mama approaches us with a bright smile and a tray full of food.
I turn to Javonte, and we both break out into laughter.
“I’m happy to be here. Can’t wait to taste the best soul food in the city.”
She sets the tray on the table beside ours, then starts placing our food in front of us. It looks delicious, and I can’t wait to taste it all.
“I threw in some banana pudding and lemon pound cake for you. You can’t leave here without dessert.”
I smile up at her. “Thank you so much! It looks so good.”
“You two beautiful people enjoy!”
She takes the tray and walks back to the kitchen, leaving us to our table full of food.
“This is still a lot of food.” Javonte unwraps his silverware and surveys the table.
“It really is, but it looks so good, I might be able to eat everything.”
Javonte levels me with a look. “I’d like to see you try.”
“Is that a challenge?”
He waves his hand. “No, because I don’t need you feeling sick and bloated when we leave. Tonight needs to end pleasantly, not with indigestion.”
I taste the macaroni and cheese first. “Damn.”
“It’s that good?”
I nod and put more on my fork. “Taste it.”
He leans in and eats off my fork. “Damn!”
“I know right?”
He picks up his fork and tries to taste some more. I swipe at his fork with me. “Did you order macaroni and cheese?”
“Really?” He puts his fork down.
“Yes, really. This is too good to share.” I eat another bite and close my eyes.
“That’s harsh.” He shakes his head.
“It’s reality, my friend. You can’t have any more than just a taste.”
