Page 40 of It’s The Dawg In Him For Me

“Well, he made it known while you were gone. I think you should give him a chance.”

I smirked. “And what about my husband?”

Courtney sucked her teeth. “Like I said, he made it known.”

I touched up my makeup, my hair, and changed my clothes.

“How does this look?” I asked Courtney.

“Like you are looking for a new husband. I love it.”

I laughed. “Girl, stop. It’s just lunch.”

“With a man that sent you a room full of flowers. Yeah, okay.”

Before I could respond, we heard a knock on the door.

We looked at each other, then I took a deep breath before I opened it.

“Hey,” he said with a smile. “Are you ready?”

I smiled back. “Yeah, let me get my purse.”

We walked out of my dressing room and out of the building, having a light conversation about all the flowers he sent.

“I guess I overdid it with the flowers?”

I shook my head. “No, I loved them.”

We walked out front of the news station to his car waiting for us. Shyheim helped me in and closed the door. I watched him walk around to his side.

I never really paid attention to Shyheim like that, but he did look good. He was tall, light-skinned, with waves. He was nothing like Rosama. We came from the same background families from college, school, and sororities for both of us. He’s the type of man that my parents always saw me with, but not somebody I saw myself with.

When he got into the car, the smell of the cologne hit me again, making me close my eyes when I took it in.

“What do you have a taste for?” he asked, interrupting my nasty ass thoughts.

“Umm…whatever you pick.”

He smiled with a slight nod.

“So,” he said as he pulled off. “Are you happy to be back?”

“Yeah, it was nice being off and much needed. But home was lonely.”

He looked over at me.

“Your…your husband not at home?”

I shook my head. “No, Rosama haven’t been stayin’ at home since everything happened…” I looked out the window and ended it there.

The silence floated around the car for a bit until Shyheim cleared his throat.

“Well, I am happy you are back. We need you there.”

I smiled and looked back out the window, mad at myself for throwing the vibe off.

After a while, we pulled up to Daniel’s on the Upper East Side.