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breathing emanating from the other end of the phone, he glanced down at his watch, frowning, when he saw it was 4:30 in the morning. After numerous attempts of trying to awaken her, he gave up, whispered good night not expecting a response, then ended the call feeling like he had scored a third home run in the world series. The moment he’d get to see her again couldn’t come fast enough. He was so anxious, he couldn’t fall asleep.
                  The following morning Makeba was awakened by the pain of her cell phone pressing into her side. “Holy smoke,” she whispered after realizing she had fallen asleep with Declan on the phone. Immediately, she went into her contacts and dialed his number. The call went straight to voicemail. After tossing the phone on the other side of the bed she got up strutting towards her dresser to look for something to wear on her date, stopping suddenly when she heard a knock on the door.
                  “Who is it?”
                  “It’s dad. Can I come in?”
                  Turning on her heels, she walked to the door and opened it standing to the side so he could enter.
                  “Morning Dad.”
                  “Good morning.”
                  Taking a seat on the edge of the bed, she looked at her dad inquisitively. The expression on his face led her to believe that there was some seriousness to whatever he wanted to discuss. Something inside warned her that there was a possibility it was about her date the previous night.
                  Taking a seat next to her, Mr. Jones eyed her.
                  “Who is the guy you went out with last night?"
                  Holding her head to the side with furrowed eyebrows, Makeba was shocked at the question. She was no stranger to dating nor was she underage. In the past her father never had an issue with anyone she dated which made this moment such a surprise to her.
                  “His name is Declan. I met him at the airport.”
                  “What happened to Melvin?”
                  Glancing at him she said, “Dad I haven’t dated Melvin in months. What is this about?”
                  “I’m just inquiring about why a white man and his fancy ass car appeared at my home talking about he was here to pick up my daughter.”
                  Jumping up from the bed, she grimaced at the words her father spoke.
                  “We went out on a date.”
                  “What, he couldn’t find anyone of his own kind to go out with?”
                  No longer able to hide her anger, she took a few steps away from her dad glaring at him wondering who was this man sitting on her bed. He couldn’t possibly be the man she knew as her father. He sounded like a bigot, something she despised. Never in her lifetime had she seen this side of him and she didn’t like it, not one bit.
                  “I’m pretty sure he could dad but he chose to go out with me.”
                  Rising, he moved closer to her. “Are you going out with this man again Makeba?”
                  She didn’t like his tone at all and she wanted to tell him such but he was still her dad and she had to respect him no matter what. So instead of giving him the response she wanted to she just said, “Yes.”
                  His jaw tightened as he gritted his teeth. “I know I can’t choose who you date but I don’t have to like it. I don’t like this Makeba and I hope this is nothing serious.”
                  He turned on his heel walking toward the door.
                  “Dad.”
                  Looking over his shoulders he said, “I’ve made myself very clear. There are plenty of black men out there, good black men. Find