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Authors: Alicia Beckton
Tags: United States, Romance, Literature & Fiction, African American, multicultural, 90 Minutes (44-64 Pages), Multicultural & Interracial
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ball in his hands as he stared after them.
He wasn’t sure if he should, but he sat down on the steps, not too far from where her father sat at the table with the paper still in front of him. They were both silent, one of them staring out at the pool and the other idly scanning the paper in front of him.
“Allen’s a tough one to beat,” Richard spoke quietly as he continued to stare at his paper. Blake didn’t turn around as he put his fingers on his chin and rested his elbow on his knee.
“He’s pretty good,” Blake admitted as he looked at the ball hanging limply in his other hand.
“He played on a college team years ago. Was going to go pro, but one thing led to another and he ended up dropping out before he could make it.” Blake didn’t ask what the one thing was that led to the other. He kept his mouth shut as he waited for Richard to say something more. “Aiyana loves you,” her father grumbled as he shifted in his chair. Blake finally turned to look at the man who had set his paper down and was intently staring at him.
“I know.” Blake allowed the ball to rest at his feet and let his fingers slide away from his chin as he sat up. “I love her,” he admitted as he stared out at the trees. A shiver crept up his spine as he looked up at the humid sky.
“That scares the shit out of you, doesn’t it?” Blake couldn’t pinpoint the emotion that was in her father’s tone.
“More than facing a den full of hungry lions,” Blake admitted. It had been the first time anyone had noticed.
“You asked her to marry you yet?” He knew they were at a crossroads. If he lied and Richard found out, then he’d ruin forever the chance at a son-in-law to father-in-law relationship.
With a small smile on his lips and a bashful glance at her father, he admitted he had. “New Year’s”. Wishing he hadn’t put the ball down, he felt himself shift under Richard’s gaze.
“And she said no.” It was obvious she had, considering she wasn’t wearing a ring, but Blake nodded his head once, almost imperceptibly. “But you’ll ask her again.” It wasn’t a question, but Blake didn’t want to allow it to hang in the air between them.
“With your permission,” Blake said as he stood up and sat down in a chair across from Richard. The man took stock of him silently.
“Good,” he said before he stood up, folding his paper, and then walked into the house.
Blake figured that was as much of an approval he was going to get from the stoic man, and felt the tension drain from his shoulders. He hurried in to wash up before it was time to eat, and sat down to a late afternoon meal with Aiyana’s folks. They openly asked him questions about his business, and he felt refreshed by their candid remarks about his money. They weren’t threatened by him, and for that he was thankful.
Chapter Ten
Five months. It had been five months since they’d gone to see his mother and she’d dropped the bomb that she didn’t approve of Aiyana for her son. Blake kept in regular contact with her parents and siblings as much as she did, sitting on the couch as she put the phone on the coffee table before them on speaker. Richard had become warmer toward him as the weeks passed, but there was a lingering apprehension in the back of his mind as he thought about his mother.
It was Mother’s Day, and he usually took his mother out to a restaurant for dinner before going to the movies together. Aiyana kissed him on the cheek and told him to have fun before he embarked the jet and watched from the airport as it took off for Alabama. It was nice, having an air taxi whenever he needed one, but he regretted he wasn’t on that plane with her.
Blake buttoned the top button of his suit jacket, checked his phone to be sure it was charged, and turned toward the doors that led out onto the streets. His driver waited for him with a smile and a nod, but Blake wasn’t feeling chatty. He hadn’t talked to his mother since
He wasn’t sure if he should, but he sat down on the steps, not too far from where her father sat at the table with the paper still in front of him. They were both silent, one of them staring out at the pool and the other idly scanning the paper in front of him.
“Allen’s a tough one to beat,” Richard spoke quietly as he continued to stare at his paper. Blake didn’t turn around as he put his fingers on his chin and rested his elbow on his knee.
“He’s pretty good,” Blake admitted as he looked at the ball hanging limply in his other hand.
“He played on a college team years ago. Was going to go pro, but one thing led to another and he ended up dropping out before he could make it.” Blake didn’t ask what the one thing was that led to the other. He kept his mouth shut as he waited for Richard to say something more. “Aiyana loves you,” her father grumbled as he shifted in his chair. Blake finally turned to look at the man who had set his paper down and was intently staring at him.
“I know.” Blake allowed the ball to rest at his feet and let his fingers slide away from his chin as he sat up. “I love her,” he admitted as he stared out at the trees. A shiver crept up his spine as he looked up at the humid sky.
“That scares the shit out of you, doesn’t it?” Blake couldn’t pinpoint the emotion that was in her father’s tone.
“More than facing a den full of hungry lions,” Blake admitted. It had been the first time anyone had noticed.
“You asked her to marry you yet?” He knew they were at a crossroads. If he lied and Richard found out, then he’d ruin forever the chance at a son-in-law to father-in-law relationship.
With a small smile on his lips and a bashful glance at her father, he admitted he had. “New Year’s”. Wishing he hadn’t put the ball down, he felt himself shift under Richard’s gaze.
“And she said no.” It was obvious she had, considering she wasn’t wearing a ring, but Blake nodded his head once, almost imperceptibly. “But you’ll ask her again.” It wasn’t a question, but Blake didn’t want to allow it to hang in the air between them.
“With your permission,” Blake said as he stood up and sat down in a chair across from Richard. The man took stock of him silently.
“Good,” he said before he stood up, folding his paper, and then walked into the house.
Blake figured that was as much of an approval he was going to get from the stoic man, and felt the tension drain from his shoulders. He hurried in to wash up before it was time to eat, and sat down to a late afternoon meal with Aiyana’s folks. They openly asked him questions about his business, and he felt refreshed by their candid remarks about his money. They weren’t threatened by him, and for that he was thankful.
Chapter Ten
Five months. It had been five months since they’d gone to see his mother and she’d dropped the bomb that she didn’t approve of Aiyana for her son. Blake kept in regular contact with her parents and siblings as much as she did, sitting on the couch as she put the phone on the coffee table before them on speaker. Richard had become warmer toward him as the weeks passed, but there was a lingering apprehension in the back of his mind as he thought about his mother.
It was Mother’s Day, and he usually took his mother out to a restaurant for dinner before going to the movies together. Aiyana kissed him on the cheek and told him to have fun before he embarked the jet and watched from the airport as it took off for Alabama. It was nice, having an air taxi whenever he needed one, but he regretted he wasn’t on that plane with her.
Blake buttoned the top button of his suit jacket, checked his phone to be sure it was charged, and turned toward the doors that led out onto the streets. His driver waited for him with a smile and a nod, but Blake wasn’t feeling chatty. He hadn’t talked to his mother since
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