All I Want for Christmas is a Ph.D.

November 15-19th, Part 2

Erik Stevens' office phone rang incessantly, even after he told his assistant to hold all calls. When it finally quieted down, he stood up to stretch the stiff muscles of his neck, shoulders and arms. He moved in front of the floor to ceiling window that makes up the back wall of his office. Taking a few deep breaths, he rubbed his temples when the cell phone in his jacket pocket started to ring.

"T. Can I breathe? We have been working on this project all morning." Silence greeted him on the other end. "Hello?"

"My bad. I figured you would be at lunch right about now. It's after 3 over here." The voice spoke.

Erik looked at the contact on his phone and started laughing, "Damn man, I'm sorry. My cousins and I have been working on this project and -- let's just say I am ready for a vacation."

"It's ok. I get it man. I have about 4 students preparing to defend their dissertations next month. I am nowhere near ready."

"That's right, Dr. Oubre, preparing our future doctors of science and research. So, what's up?"

"Well, I just spoke with Dr. Giacomo and she said someone came around asking about you."

"Really for what?"

"Yeah, I guess they came across one of your papers and decided to find you."

Erik rolled his eyes, "So, why would they go to her and not just reach out to me directly?"

"Look, I don't know. I am just letting you know what was relayed to me, but I wanted to reach out to you before I gave out your information."

"Bruh, give them my email and get off my phone." Erik laughed at how silly Marquis was being.

"Aye, you can never be too sure. I'm just looking out for you." Marquis whispered into the phone.

Erik walked over to his desk and leaned against the edge, "Quis, man what is really going on?"

"I don't want to send you another stalker." Marquis sighed before laughing.

"HA, man. No one could have seen that shit coming." Erik began to laugh as well. "I definitely lucked out when she graduated before us. Who knows how bad that could have gotten?"

"True, true." Marquis cleared his throat, "By the way, Serena asked about you. She wants to know when you are bringing yo black ass back to Louisiana? You know to see us, your friends and extended family?"

"What else? I know she didn't stop there." Erik retorted.

"Oh, the usual. Has he found anyone yet? When is he gonna settle down? Yada, yada, yada." Marquis shot back.

"Of course, she did." Erik sighed out. "I definitely want to take some time off, so I can come and see you both, including my nieces and nephew. I just don't know when that will be."

"Alright man, I understand. Look, I just wanted to give you a heads up about the contact. But I gotta run to class now." Marquis rushed out.

"Yeah, I'll hit you up later this week." Erik said before hanging up.

Setting his phone down on his desk, he closed his eyes. Arms crossed over his chest, he relaxed into the moment. Alternating between short and long breathes, he felt himself calming down from the morning and the call from his best friend and brother.

They met in undergrad and were as thick as thieves instantly. You never saw one without the other anywhere on campus. And then, while they were in grad school Marquis met Serena, who would later become his wife.

Laughing to himself, Erik recalled being jealous of what they had and continued to build together. It reminded him of his parents' relationship and the love they had for one another. He rolled his eyes as his mind started to wander. Serena wasn't the only one asking those kinds of questions lately.