him, but she yearned to be in his presence. There was something calm, and serene about him. Something inviting.
Watch it now, girl, she scolded herself. If she wasn’t careful she was bound to get caught up.
“Hey, beautiful. Did you order somethin’ already?” Magyc asked.
“No. I was waiting on you.”
“Nah, you ain’t have to do that, ma.”
“It’s no big deal. I’ve only been here five minutes.”
“Cool. Cool.”
Roxie smiled. “And thanks for brunch. I don’t think I would’ve eaten if it wasn’t for you offering.”
“Damn, bay. You can’t let yaself get stressed and overwhelmed by other people’s shit.”
Roxie paused before responding. “I’ve always had a bad habit of doing that,” she confessed. “My sister constantly chastised me about the same.”
“I ain’t know you have a sister.”
“Had,” Roxie corrected. “She went missing over a year ago.”
“Damn.” Suddenly, Magyc understood why she was freaking out back at the Warehouse. “I’m sorry to hear that.”
Roxie looked away before clearing her throat nervously. She didn’t feel like delving into that painful subject. “So… what about you, Magyc? What’s your story? You originally from Atlanta?”
“Nah, Miami. But I been here three years.”
“Hmm. Never been.”
“Maybe we could plan a trip one day.”
Roxie cut her eyes at him and grinned. “A little early to be making plans, ain’t it?”
Magyc chuckled. “You right. I guess I started making arrangements thinkin’ we would get that far.”
Roxie kept her gaze locked on him. He was too damn cute, and he knew it.
“We might though,” he said.
Before Roxie could tell him not to get his hopes high, their waitress returned to take their drink orders. Roxie settled on a mimosa, and Magyc fresh squeezed orange juice.
Once they were alone again, he continued with idle conversation. “So… how old is ya lil’ girl?” he asked.
“She’ll be a year in two more months. She’s already bad as hell though,” she laughed.
“You got her spoiled?”
“Cam and Jude got her spoiled… but I guess I played a part in it too,” she said. “You got kids?”
“Nah. I want some though one day.”
“Some?” she laughed. “How many is some?”
“I’on know. Maybe like three.”
“Boy, you won’t be saying that after the first one. I guarantee you that.” Roxie then decided to change the subject to a more serious one. “So what were ya’ll talking about back at the Warehouse.”
“Shit, really. Just briefin’ everybody while Jude’s layin’ low. I’m temporarily in charge until he gets back.”
Roxie suddenly burst out laughing.
“What’s so funny?” Magyc asked confused.
“ You? In charge? Boy, your young ass. What do you know about running a business?”
Magyc licked his lips and clasped his hands together in front of him. “First, off, you gon’ get enough of addressin’ me as boy. Ain’t no adolescent this way. I’ma grown ass man,” he stated. “Second, we the same age. You were young when you had ya shawty. I’m sure you ain’t know the first thing about parenting when it happened. But you learned and mastered it. Same applies with me. Come on now, Ms. Lady. Don’t insult my capabilities ‘cuz of my age. You’d be surprised what a young nigga can do.”
“And what’s that?” Roxie teased. “Do pray tell.”
“If you act right, you’ll find out over time,” he told her.
Roxie’s panties were wet underneath the table. She loved how he respectively put her in her place.
Meanwhile, across the room, a pair of eyes stared intently at their section. “Hey, girl. I could be tripping, but ain’t that Magyc over there keeping time with some bitch?”
Upon hearing his name, Briana Andrews craned her neck. She was an attractive girl with wide doe eyes, smooth mocha skin, and jet-black shoulder length hair she wore in a bob.
“No. You’re not tripping,” she said through tight lips. “But he is.”
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