In Between

Bitter Sweet Memories

Talking too my mom always inspire me to do better, and push harder at what I am trying to accomplish. She came from the struggle, and I am proud of her. Hopefully my brother will attend even though we try to see each other often with our busy schedules. At least once every other month we take a trip somewhere to relax. Normally Taylor tags along too, she's just like family. Cole went to school at Devry University in Chicago for business management. A year after college he start managing a small franchise. Due to his excellent job performance, the Ritz Carlton downtown Dallas called all the way to Chicago offering him a job. He figured what he is doing now is a job he can retire from, but its in our blood to own something. Cole studied catering and mastered that in school so he felt opening up his own restaurant would be a winner for him. He linked up with a couple of people and decided to build his business from ground up. Cole loves Texas so he confirmed it would be there and I am so proud of him. I need to call him and check on him so I will do that sometime this evening. After plating my food, I warm it up again since I was running my mouth on the phone. Grabbing my plate out of the microwave, I go sit on one of my bar stools, looking around, lord knows I am blessed. I closed my eyes to say a prayer just to acknowledge him and thank him for everything he has done. Yes, I believe in God, my grandmother grew me and my brother bad asses up in church, and I am so thankful she did. Laughing to myself I think about all them childhood memories. Now I have my flaws, I am not a saint, I do not go to church like I should but the belief is what matters. Finishing up my breakfast, I wash my few dishes then head back to my bedroom to look for some work gear. It feels good outside this morning this early so I know today is gonna be a beautiful day. I might put some cute on and go shopping but my ass need to be writing more of this book. Putting on my black Nike sports bra along with some joggers, I find my air max. after laceing my shoes, I walk to pick up a ponytail holder off my vanity, I throw this sixteen inch hair into a messy ball. In the middle of my living room I began my stretching. I know I need my cell phone and Bluetooth headphones then ill be set to go. I snatch my keys then head out. Usually I'll run for a good hour so today I'll push for a little longer. Mr. Carl my next door neighbor smile and wave and says good morning. Mr. Carl is a cool older guy at the age of sixty two, he's actually more active than I am shit. Always working on his yard, fixing his cars, and don't let me get on his barbeques, all you really see is women. The first time we met was my move in day, he asked if I needed any help which I declined, because I don't need anyone in my crib, the movers had it. He cool though always speak and invite me to a barbeque, maybe I'll go eventually. After saying hello to him I inhale and exhale, start my heartrate monitor on my phone, then my music, and I take off. The breeze feels so good cooling my scalp through my ponytail. Not many people are out, just the way I like it, the less the better. Last weekend was packed, and by it being the coast its always some kind of event going on. I didn't even try to run the strip then, so many groups of people and early bbq grills going. All I would hear would be dudes growling at my booty. At about two miles in I noticed a deep charcoal gray GMC Denali truck. It was parked alongside the strip. The thought came In my mind about the guy who came in my store a few days ago. Of course I peeped him out when he left, especially when he left me speechless and wet. So I stop and jog in place for a few seconds to look around but a few people was in sight, and no one even comes close to his description. And what a fine description he has. I continue to run and try to shake the thought away but I think about the first day we laid eyes on each other. T what we eating today, I'm thinking about Raising Cane's girl. Girl that's all you wanna eat, you sure you not knocked up bihh lol. Please! You know how I roll, I wouldn't even let Anthony come close, even when we was all good. Anthony fine ass could have been my baby daddy lol. T thanks for making me sick and hungry at the same damn time. You know I love you Raina, yeah yeah I hear you thirst monster. So Raising Cane's is cool, I can use one of them big ass lemonades, a chick thirsty for real Raina! Lol! You listening. Raina! Now that's what I call fine T, who is this? I don't know girl but we sure can find out. Oh my goodness Taylor is he abut to come in here girl. I am starting to sweat under my arms I cant believe this dude really about to come in here. I haven't seen nothing like him in my life. I think I love him. Taylor bumps my arm yelling in my damn ear trying to get me out my thoughts and out the daze. Let me get my shit together I say under my breath I'm a boss what am I nervous for. Shiiiiid to me he about to come in here Raina. Everything I was surrounded by disappeared when he walked through the glass door. His height spoke attention and took over the room as if he was in the NBA. The color of his skin was like a caramel mocha latte so fresh and silky smooth. Now my ass acting thirsty and I'll be just that to slurp his ass all the way up. Those eyes were unexplainable, they were so golden looking and demanding. He was dressed in an all white Ralph Lauren Polo shirt, some tan khaki pants, with some chocolate brown and brandy color casual boots. When I say he looks as if his barber was in his ride touching up his haircut before he got out, shaking my head I had to keep my composure. My heart dropped like I was on a rollercoaster at Six Flags. What was crazy, is that I was sitting at the front desk, and as he came in, he was looking me dead in the eyes.