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stomped her foot, knowing damn well he wouldn’t be moved by her actions. “They want to see you , not me. They already paid for your plane ticket and hotel and you’re going to be late if you don’t hurry up.” She pushed on his shoulder, trying to move the man, but he simply wouldn’t budge.
    “You got twenty minutes to throw some clothes on, call in sick, and come to the airport with me. If the airline is sold out of seats, I’ll buy you a ticket for the next plane out, but you have to come with me.”
    “When you initially asked me this, I told you no. I said this is your moment and you don’t need any distractions. I feel the same exact way now.” She crossed her arms defiantly, sure she’d made her position, intentions, and point crystal clear now.
    I’m not going to have him spoil this for himself!
    “Besides, I was planning to help check in on your grandfather,” she added for good measure.
    The bastard glared at her as if pure crap was rolling out of her mouth.
    “That’s unnecessary. Denise and I already have it covered.” He marched down her hall like he owned the place and swung her bedroom door open so hard, it hit the wall.
    “What are you doing?” She chased after him in her socks. “Nuh uh, Zenith!”
    There he stood inside her closet. Grunting, he reached for her luggage and moved the damn thing down from the top shelf, then slammed it onto the bed. Tugging on the zippers, he flipped it open and turned to her dresser drawers, removing nightgowns, bras, and the sort.
    “Get out of my stuff!” She laughed in horror.
    “Well, help me pack you up then.” He smiled and stood back, giving her room. On a sigh, she picked out a folded t-shirt, and then another. Grinning, he lay across her bed and crossed his hands behind his head. “You want me to call in for you?”
    “No, I’ll do it.” She stopped her packing and reached for her cell phone.
    “It’s the voicemail…” she whispered. “Hi Simone, it’s Silver. Uh, something has come up today that I need to take care of. You know I rarely take off so…” She gave him a fleeting glance and frowned, annoyed by his smug expression. “This may come as a surprise, but I need today off. Something unavoidable has come up. If anyone needs me, please feel free to call later on today. I’ll be back on Monday. Have a great weekend.” She took a deep breath, then pulled her closet door further open, surveyed the clothing and made some quick assessments.
    “Bring one nice outfit. If they like me, they might ask me to come to dinner or something.” She nodded and plucked a black suit jacket and matching pants that she rarely wore from the back of the cubbyhole. It was a rarity for her to dress up; she only owned one light, colorful maxi dress that she’d worn to her cousin’s wedding, and this suit had served its time, too. It was the same one she’d interviewed in over four years earlier.
    “I guess I need to go shopping.” She sighed, not realizing until then how uncaring she’d been about her attire.
    “I like you just the way you are…” She couldn’t help but smile at his words as she placed the outfit neatly in the dark brown luggage. “Alright, just let me take a quick shower, throw on a jogging suit, and brush my teeth and hair, then we’ll be ready to roll.”
    He glanced at his cell phone, undoubtedly checking the time. “Cool,” he said, then called out, “Can I turn on some music while I wait, baby?”
    “Yeah!” She entered the bathroom and turned the shower on, letting it heat up as she slid her robe and beige nightgown off.
    The notes of “My First Love” by Avant ft. Keke Wyatt drifted through.
    “Oh shit… that was my jam back in the day!” she hollered out with a smile, snapping her fingers.
    “It was mine, too…” came a husky, deep voice behind her.
    “Damn it!” She busted out laughing and playfully slapped his bare chest. “You scared me.” The man was butt naked, with a raging hard on that