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I went home and showered. Courtney’s scent was all over me. That wasn’t a bad thing, but I didn’t need to keep smelling her. That was only gonna make me want to go back. After I’d gotten the unit fixed, replacing the fan in the outside unit, I got away from there. She was trying to get fucked again, but I knew I had to get back to Uncle Storm’s house. Lord forbade if I would have had to hear any more of his mouth than normal.

After making sure I looked nice, I headed to my SUV to go to the hospital. This visit would tell me what I needed to know and if I wanted to pursue anything further with Mya.

CHAPTER 4

MYA

“Come in.”

I looked at the time to see it was two o’clock. I was sleeping so good. That was probably my problem though. I was sleeping too much during the day, keeping me from being able to sleep at night, like a baby that had his days and nights crossed up. I wiped my mouth as the door opened. My dad was at my place in Houston, so I knew it wasn’t him. He’d come this morning when he got to town and stayed for a couple of hours.

I told him to just go to my place so he could rest, and I would call him in the morning to let him know if I was getting discharged or not. There was no sense in him sitting up here all day. When the door opened, I sat up slightly and fixed my blanket to prepare for whatever medical personnel was about to be in my space.

When I saw Christian come around the corner holding a plant with a ‘get well soon’ balloon attached to it, my eyebrows lifted. I really didn’t think he would actually come, especially not after what I told him about where I stood. “Hey! Thank you!” I said a little too excitedly.

I cleared my throat as he smiled. “Hey, Mya. How you feeling?”

I watched him set the plant on the windowsill, then he walked over to my bed and grabbed my hand. I wanted to pull him to me to kiss those soft looking lips, but I resisted the urge. “I’m feeling okay. Just some nagging pain, but it isn’t debilitating. I’m ready to go home.”

“I can imagine you are. Nobody likes being in the hospital.”

I smiled slightly as he released my hand and sat in the chair next to my bed. “I honestly didn’t expect you to show up.”

He frowned somewhat. “Why? I told you I would be here.”

I shrugged my shoulders, realizing that I was about to reveal a glimpse into my past trauma about why I didn’t want to be in a relationship. “I don’t have a good track record with people who keep their word. Just my dad.”

“What about your mom?”

“She died when I was fourteen.”

“Oh, I’m sorry.”

“It’s okay. We were close too. She always said exactly what she meant.” I chuckled. “My dad was here earlier. He raised me in Mesquite, and when I graduated from high school, I moved back to Houston for college.”

“What school did you go to?”

“TSU. I majored in creative writing. What school did you go to?”

“I went to Lamar Institute of Technology.”

I nodded as I watched him shift in his seat, getting comfortable. “So how did your appointments go this morning?”

“I was able to fix their issues, so I guess they went well.”

“Sounds like you’re good at what you do.”

“I am. My family ain’t the type to gas a nigga up. If I didn’t know what the hell I was doing, they would have told me by now, especially my rude ass uncle. He was my first appointment.”

I chuckled slightly. “Sounds like you’re close to your family. That’s good that you have a family you can be close to.”

“Yeah. You aren’t close to yours?”

“Not really. It isn’t because of any reason though. When my mom died, eventually, her family just stopped reaching out, especially when we moved to Mesquite. I’m an only child, so it was just me and my daddy.”

He nodded as I searched the TV for something to watch. Christian seemed extremely cool. It was like I wanted to tell him more about me, but I was guarded. I knew if I asked him questions about his life, he would turn those questions to me. “Do you have siblings, besides the one whose wife is here?”

“Yeah. I have an older brother. The one that’s here is my younger brother. I’m in the middle.”

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