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said.
“Yes, the first man that wakes me up with a cup of this is the man that will forever have my heart,” Angela had said sitting down to eat her breakfast.
Julian had started to frantically hunt around the kitchen.
“What are you looking for?” Angela had said.
“A pen and paper; I have to write this down”, Julian had said making Angela blush and sending the girls into fits of giggles.
“Are you ok?” Angela said bringing Julian back into the present. She had freshened up and put her hair in a ponytail. The light in her eyes made her look twenty years younger than she was.
“Yeah, I am great; just day dreaming,” he said standing up to pull out her chair.
“Thank you,” she said sitting down and picking up her coffee cup taking a sip. It registered to Angela what she was drinking, smiling at him over her cup, she said, “You remembered.”
“Hey, I may not have been able to find a pen and paper that day, but I took a mental picture,” he said tapping the side of his head.
They both started to eat their breakfast. As they ate, Julian could feel a sense of dread come over Angela. Looking at her, Julian was dreading what he thought she was about to say which was that she had regretted last night and wanted to go home and forget it ever happened.
“What?” he asked.
Putting her fork down, Angela cleared her throat looking at him. “Last night was amazing; it was more than I could have hoped for. I want you to know this is not the norm for me. I don’t just sleep with every man I go out with,” she said quickly. “But I also want you to know, I do not expect this to lead to anything other than what it was.”
Angela was so nervous she was fidgeting like a school girl on time-out.
Sitting back in his chair and crossing his arms, Julian said, “What is this, Angie?” he said waiting for her response.
Angela knew she had put her foot in her mouth without meaning to.
“Well, I know that we both got caught up in the moment last night,” she said looking around the suite at anything but Julian. “I just don’t want you to think that I expect anything because of what happened.”
Chuckling to himself, Julian stood up and walked around to Angela’s side of the table. Taking her hand and pulling her into his arms he said, “Well, Angie, I hate to disappoint you, but I have a lot of expectations,” he said tipping her chin up to look her in the eye. “I expect you to let me wine and dine you. I expect you to let me make you smile. I expect you to get to know me better. I expect you to not run from this, from us and I expect you to give us and chance and not to be afraid.”
Right at that moment Angela was at a loss for words. She had never been with a man that truly desired her.
Angela met Andre in high school and while she had thought it was love at first sight, he had always just tolerated her presence. She had “dated” if that is what you call it. Considering they never saw each other except at school and church, she knew now that was not much of a relationship. When they graduated from high school, Angela had expected Andre to go off to West Point like his father had expected and they would try and keep their relationship going.
But the day of Angela’s graduation party, Andre had gotten down on one knee and proposed marriage. Angela had been so in love and in denial that she had failed to realize he was proposing to her to keep from fulfilling his father’s dreams for him. Within eighteen months, they had gotten married and Imani was on the way.
Under the understanding of taking over the company business, Andre’s family had paid their bills until he got his MBA in business and could take over the company his grandfather had built.
One night after getting completely drunk at a party, Angela and Andrea had made their second daughter.
Angela had never felt passion from a man for her. She had never felt like a man couldn’t keep his hands off her, or could take another
“Yes, the first man that wakes me up with a cup of this is the man that will forever have my heart,” Angela had said sitting down to eat her breakfast.
Julian had started to frantically hunt around the kitchen.
“What are you looking for?” Angela had said.
“A pen and paper; I have to write this down”, Julian had said making Angela blush and sending the girls into fits of giggles.
“Are you ok?” Angela said bringing Julian back into the present. She had freshened up and put her hair in a ponytail. The light in her eyes made her look twenty years younger than she was.
“Yeah, I am great; just day dreaming,” he said standing up to pull out her chair.
“Thank you,” she said sitting down and picking up her coffee cup taking a sip. It registered to Angela what she was drinking, smiling at him over her cup, she said, “You remembered.”
“Hey, I may not have been able to find a pen and paper that day, but I took a mental picture,” he said tapping the side of his head.
They both started to eat their breakfast. As they ate, Julian could feel a sense of dread come over Angela. Looking at her, Julian was dreading what he thought she was about to say which was that she had regretted last night and wanted to go home and forget it ever happened.
“What?” he asked.
Putting her fork down, Angela cleared her throat looking at him. “Last night was amazing; it was more than I could have hoped for. I want you to know this is not the norm for me. I don’t just sleep with every man I go out with,” she said quickly. “But I also want you to know, I do not expect this to lead to anything other than what it was.”
Angela was so nervous she was fidgeting like a school girl on time-out.
Sitting back in his chair and crossing his arms, Julian said, “What is this, Angie?” he said waiting for her response.
Angela knew she had put her foot in her mouth without meaning to.
“Well, I know that we both got caught up in the moment last night,” she said looking around the suite at anything but Julian. “I just don’t want you to think that I expect anything because of what happened.”
Chuckling to himself, Julian stood up and walked around to Angela’s side of the table. Taking her hand and pulling her into his arms he said, “Well, Angie, I hate to disappoint you, but I have a lot of expectations,” he said tipping her chin up to look her in the eye. “I expect you to let me wine and dine you. I expect you to let me make you smile. I expect you to get to know me better. I expect you to not run from this, from us and I expect you to give us and chance and not to be afraid.”
Right at that moment Angela was at a loss for words. She had never been with a man that truly desired her.
Angela met Andre in high school and while she had thought it was love at first sight, he had always just tolerated her presence. She had “dated” if that is what you call it. Considering they never saw each other except at school and church, she knew now that was not much of a relationship. When they graduated from high school, Angela had expected Andre to go off to West Point like his father had expected and they would try and keep their relationship going.
But the day of Angela’s graduation party, Andre had gotten down on one knee and proposed marriage. Angela had been so in love and in denial that she had failed to realize he was proposing to her to keep from fulfilling his father’s dreams for him. Within eighteen months, they had gotten married and Imani was on the way.
Under the understanding of taking over the company business, Andre’s family had paid their bills until he got his MBA in business and could take over the company his grandfather had built.
One night after getting completely drunk at a party, Angela and Andrea had made their second daughter.
Angela had never felt passion from a man for her. She had never felt like a man couldn’t keep his hands off her, or could take another
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