𝙲𝙾𝙻𝙳. (completed)

4. sweet n' warm

The next day
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"I'm trying to understand why you haven't given the man your number yet" Fatima's best friend, Maya said as they talked on Facetime. Fatima just sucked her teeth and unpacked her briefcase for the items she needed to start her work day. "Because! I told you I'm not trying to open up a door like that at the moment. I just cut Andre's ass off and I feel like I can breathe again. I almost lost myself after we broke up" she shook her head "I put alot on the line with that man. I'm not going down that road again. Not until I'm ready" Fatima typed the password into her laptop and her email sounded off immediately.

"Well I understand that. You know I do. Maybe he just wants to get to know you Fatima. What's wrong with having a friend?" Maya asked while she transferred her patient's files before the day began.
"Mhm, get to you me..sure he does" Fatima said shutting the conversation down all together. Suddenly, there was an unexpected knock on her door. "What the hell?" Fatima fussed while Maya shook her head. "I bet that Laya girl is late again. What kind of assistant lets anybody back before the office even opens?"

Whoever it was knocked again and Fatima sighed ranging with frustration, "I'll call you back during lunch" she said, ending the call. Fatima stood up and walked to the door where she pulled the shades all the way up to see Andre standing there with a bouquet of flowers. They were pretty but they weren't her taste.

"Andre what are you doing here?" she grumbled, yanking the door open.

"I've been calling you and texting you Fatima? Is everything okay? Is something wrong with your phone?"

"Nothing is wrong with my phone Andre, I just—" she paused and took a look down both ends of the hallway. "Come
on" Fatima couldn't put the words to describe how irritated she was with her plan taking a big bite out of her ass.
Andre happily smiled, prancing in behind her into the office. He handed the glass vase to her and she nonchalantly sat them on the neatly arranged table. "It's 7:30 in the morning. The firm isn't even open yet how did you get in here?" she asked, folding her arms across her chest waiting for his reply. "Last night made me miss you even more than I have and I needed to see you. I remember your schedule so I got up early to surprise you" he said, walking closer and lightly touching her waist. Fatima stood in front of him emotionless."Thank you Andre. They are cute but I'm at work and you know how I feel about keeping the two separate so why would you come here?"

Andre dropped his hands,
"Are you serious Fatima? I've been up here plenty of times before"

"Yeah when we were dating. You were my boyfriend. Now you aren't"

"You think I don't know that Fatima? I'm reminded of how bad I fucked up every day I wake up and your not beside me"
Fatima rolled her eyes, immediately regretting her petty excuse for a moment of weakness. "Andre please just stop" Fatima shook her head, taking a deep breath. "Dinner was great but things won't even be the same with us. Let's cut the shit and be real for a moment. There's no future between us anymore. I don't trust you Andre. We would never be anything more than sex and I don't want that" Andre stood back, looking at Fatima with a little disbelief "I'm not understanding because that's not anything like what you said last night Fatima. Why are you playing games?"

"I'm not playing games with you. You just—" the sound of low voices chattered in the hall making Fatima look at the time on the clock. She grabbed the flowers and handed them over to him. "I can't do this with you right now. It was great Andre but it's over. It was never back on and last night went further than it should have" she said in a very believable manner. Andre stood quiet, looking between her and the flowers and just nodded his head. She figured he was upset and maybe she shouldn't have used him last night but he used her for a year. Was there really a difference?