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councilman?”
“Jon and I went to school together.”
“Morehouse, correct?”
“Yes.” Malcolm shared a little of the good old days, when he was the big man on campus—large and in charge.
“I have a hard time envisioning you as a happy-go-lucky collegiate. You’re always so serious when I see you, so grounded. You seem to lead the life of someone well established, but you can’t be more than, what, thirty-five, six?”
“Thirty-four.” Malcolm took a sip of the drink that had remained untouched since the waiter had brought it over. “I guess I did settle down rather quickly. I married young. Victoria and I had our first child two years later and our daughter two years after that.”
“And you have twins, correct?”
“Three years old.”
“Plans for more? You know, you can have eight and get your own reality TV show.”
“Oh, no,” Malcolm said, holding up his hands in mock surrender. “Four is more than enough.”
And two more than I wanted
, he thought. “My baby-making days are over, at least the human kind. I have another baby I’m working on, though.”“Oh, really?” Joyce leaned forward and placed her chin in her palm, giving Malcolm her undivided attention. She’d never talked with him about anything but food and event business, and found him fascinating. “Tell me more.”
Malcolm was just about to share his secret endeavor with Joyce when Jon came back to the table.
“Jon Abernathy,” he said, sitting down and extending his hand to Joyce.
“A pleasure to formally meet you, Councilman. Joyce Witherspoon.”
“Your face looks familiar. Where have I seen you before?”
“Any number of places. I’m an event planner and have organized several affairs for the city, including some campaign fund-raising events.”
“Yes, of course. I knew I’d seen you before.” Joyce reached into her purse and pulled out a card. She’d hoped to learn more about Malcolm but felt that rather than wear out her welcome, now was a good time to take her leave. “Malcolm, I so enjoyed visiting with you. Jon, it was a pleasure to see you again. Please keep me in mind for any social event you need planned, large or small.”
Malcolm rose and helped Joyce out of the booth. “Take care,” he said, giving her a light kiss on the temple. Her fresh, floral scent was intoxicating, a turn-on, especially for a man who’d gone months without intimacy. Yet, he forced himself not to watch her as she walked away. Rather he turned his attention to his friend.
“So … how was your fact-finding mission?”
“Successful, Malcolm. You know how I roll.”
“Oh, really, a date just like that?”
Jon had the decency to look sheepish. “Okay, more like an appointment. She just joined the Black Chamber of Commerce. I’m good friends with the president, and can, you know, help her out.”
“Uh-huh. Who’s that guy she’s with?”
Jon shrugged as he repeated the name. “She introduced him as a friend. But since I didn’t see a wedding ring, I’d say she’s fair game.” Jon looked over at her again. “
Very
fair game. She’s even more beautiful up close.”
Malcolm looked up and met Alexis’s eye. She smiled and waved, and he waved back. “Guess I should go say hello,” he said, easing up from the table. “She turned our family room into my personal paradise and did a bang-up job.”
Is that so?
Jon pondered as he watched her and Malcolm’s easygoing interaction.
Well, when I get with you, baby girl, I’ll be banging too
.
11
Z oe pulled into the fairly crowded Taste of Soul parking lot. It had been a long Monday, and the last thing she felt like doing was cooking dinner. It had been a while since she’d eaten at the restaurant of her employ. She walked into the bar area, which was also where takeout orders were placed. All of the bar seats were taken, as were most of the two-seater tables. Zoe waved at the hostess and spoke to the woman behind the takeout counter, who handed her a
“Jon and I went to school together.”
“Morehouse, correct?”
“Yes.” Malcolm shared a little of the good old days, when he was the big man on campus—large and in charge.
“I have a hard time envisioning you as a happy-go-lucky collegiate. You’re always so serious when I see you, so grounded. You seem to lead the life of someone well established, but you can’t be more than, what, thirty-five, six?”
“Thirty-four.” Malcolm took a sip of the drink that had remained untouched since the waiter had brought it over. “I guess I did settle down rather quickly. I married young. Victoria and I had our first child two years later and our daughter two years after that.”
“And you have twins, correct?”
“Three years old.”
“Plans for more? You know, you can have eight and get your own reality TV show.”
“Oh, no,” Malcolm said, holding up his hands in mock surrender. “Four is more than enough.”
And two more than I wanted
, he thought. “My baby-making days are over, at least the human kind. I have another baby I’m working on, though.”“Oh, really?” Joyce leaned forward and placed her chin in her palm, giving Malcolm her undivided attention. She’d never talked with him about anything but food and event business, and found him fascinating. “Tell me more.”
Malcolm was just about to share his secret endeavor with Joyce when Jon came back to the table.
“Jon Abernathy,” he said, sitting down and extending his hand to Joyce.
“A pleasure to formally meet you, Councilman. Joyce Witherspoon.”
“Your face looks familiar. Where have I seen you before?”
“Any number of places. I’m an event planner and have organized several affairs for the city, including some campaign fund-raising events.”
“Yes, of course. I knew I’d seen you before.” Joyce reached into her purse and pulled out a card. She’d hoped to learn more about Malcolm but felt that rather than wear out her welcome, now was a good time to take her leave. “Malcolm, I so enjoyed visiting with you. Jon, it was a pleasure to see you again. Please keep me in mind for any social event you need planned, large or small.”
Malcolm rose and helped Joyce out of the booth. “Take care,” he said, giving her a light kiss on the temple. Her fresh, floral scent was intoxicating, a turn-on, especially for a man who’d gone months without intimacy. Yet, he forced himself not to watch her as she walked away. Rather he turned his attention to his friend.
“So … how was your fact-finding mission?”
“Successful, Malcolm. You know how I roll.”
“Oh, really, a date just like that?”
Jon had the decency to look sheepish. “Okay, more like an appointment. She just joined the Black Chamber of Commerce. I’m good friends with the president, and can, you know, help her out.”
“Uh-huh. Who’s that guy she’s with?”
Jon shrugged as he repeated the name. “She introduced him as a friend. But since I didn’t see a wedding ring, I’d say she’s fair game.” Jon looked over at her again. “
Very
fair game. She’s even more beautiful up close.”
Malcolm looked up and met Alexis’s eye. She smiled and waved, and he waved back. “Guess I should go say hello,” he said, easing up from the table. “She turned our family room into my personal paradise and did a bang-up job.”
Is that so?
Jon pondered as he watched her and Malcolm’s easygoing interaction.
Well, when I get with you, baby girl, I’ll be banging too
.
11
Z oe pulled into the fairly crowded Taste of Soul parking lot. It had been a long Monday, and the last thing she felt like doing was cooking dinner. It had been a while since she’d eaten at the restaurant of her employ. She walked into the bar area, which was also where takeout orders were placed. All of the bar seats were taken, as were most of the two-seater tables. Zoe waved at the hostess and spoke to the woman behind the takeout counter, who handed her a
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