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7. Lunch

I had so much fun last night. Ty bombarded me with questions all night. She ended up spending the night with me. I woke up to the aroma of bacon and eggs. I got out of bed and went in the kitchen. Ty was whipping up a big breakfast. I stole a bacon from the plate.
"You in a good mood." I said.
"Yeah." She replied.
She handed me my plate. I dug into my plate. Nyah snuck up and stole a bacon off my plate. I laughed at her. My phone vibrated on the table I picked it up and checked my messages. Rodney texted me.

Rodney: good morning beautiful
Me: good morning
Rodney: you got work today?
Me: yeah why?
Rodney: i wanna take you out to lunch
Me: okay i take lunch at 12
Rodney: ok beautiful

I sat my phone back on the table and continued to eat my breakfast. Once I was done I washed my plate and got ready for work and headed out.

At work
Pinky and her bitch ass was working on my last damn nerve. I wanna beat her ass so badly.
"HAHAHA GIRLLL!!!" Pinky shouted. Why does she have to talk on the phone so loudly? She don't know what an inside voice is?
"Yes bitch Ima get me some dick tonight! And Joanna ain't gonna find out." Pinky continued.
"Bitch take it ten volumes down I don't need to hear all yo sloppy business." I said.
"Bitch eat my ass."
"I rather lick the floor."
"Whatever."
I walked in the back and sat down. I can't deal with Pinky's ghetto ass.
I checked the time. It's almost 12. I went in the bathroom and freshened up. I applied lipgloss to my lips and brushed my hair. I need a new hairstyle.
I sprayed my body with some perfume. Why am I getting so nervous? I just had an amazing time with him last night. My phone rang. I took it out of my pocket and I nearly dropped it.
"Hello?" I answered.
"Hey I'm outside." Rodney said.
"Okay I'm coming."
I ended the call.
I walked back to the front.
"Pinky I'm going for lunch." I said as I walked out of the door. Rodney was literally parked out front. I hopped in his car.
"Damn girl." He said.
"What?" I replied.
"You just get more and more beautiful every day."
"Thanks."
I swear if I wasn't dark skin my face would be red as fuck.
"Where you wanna eat?"
"I only have an hour so somewhere fast."
"Five guys?"
"Yeah."
Rodney cruised through the New York traffic like it was nothing. He placed his hand on my thigh.
"You good?" He asked.
"Yeah." I replied.
He stopped at a red light. Rodney leaned over and kissed me on my lips.
"Green light." I said softly as I smiled.
"One more." He replied. He kissed me again before taking off.
Rodney took the hand that was on my thigh and grabbed my hand. He locked his fingers between mine. Damn. I got butterflies.

I never really had any good relationships. For some reason I always got a fuck boy or a wanna be thug. And it always ended in some cheating shit. So my guard always been up. Never let it down for any nigga. Ain't gonna let it down for Rodney either. I'd be damned if I let another nigga fuck me over the way Latrell did. Latrell was the nigga I thought I was gonna marry. He was tall dark skin with nappy hair. But he was handsome as fuck with a bright smile. And he had a dimple in his right cheek. He treated me good in the beginning of our relationship but after a while he got insecure about my male friends. And he started breaking my shit. And one time while I was in his car he slammed my head in the dashboard. It was over me liking a picture. Since that day Latrell got really abusive. He was like my dad all over again. But thank God I got away from him. It took months of denial but I got away. If It wasn't for Ty I would have been in a box. She got her cousins to beat up Latrell for me.

"Let's go." Rodney said as he opened my door. Damn we reached quick. Rodney helped me out of his car and we went inside. He ordered cheese burgers for both of us.
We sat and ate.
"So when can I take you out again?" He asked.
"Not tonight. School is tomorrow. Maybe next weekend."
"Okay."
"Yeah."
"Tell me something about you."
"Well its not much to tell. I grew up rough."
"Touchy subject?"
"Pretty much."
"Okay what's your favorite color?"
"Coral."
"Okay. Favorite food?"
"Ribs."
"Okay. Any hobbies or talents?"
"I love reading books and I can dance."
"That's cool. So you go to dance classes?"
"I used to but I can't afford it anymore."
"I would love to see you on stage one day."
"One day I will be on stage."
"I believe in you."
"Thanks Rodney."
"No problem beautiful."
"My time is up."
I looked at my phone screen. Rodney took me back fo work.