His eyes found Alex’s, and he pointed to the phone.It’s her,he mouthed.
“Do you have a minute?” she asked.
“Sure.” A minute. An hour. Ten hours. He had however much time she needed.
“I’ve been thinking about what you said last week, and I’ve decided that you’re right. We are good together. Explosively good.”
Stunned, all Rashad could get out was one word. “Okay.”
“I want to start seeing you again.”
“Okay,” he said again.Hell yeah!
“Could we meet sometime, when you’re free?”
“I’m free right now,” he said, picking up his keys.
“You want to meet tonight?” She sounded surprised.
“Yes. How about that tapas place near your loft in fifteen minutes?” He couldn’t wait to see her. Excitement was already beating through his blood.
“I’m not at home. I’m in the car. I left Ethan’s a few minutes ago.”
“I’m not at home, either. I’m at Alex’s. Want to meet somewhere else?”
“Um, sure. How about that restaurant in Decatur, the one that serves the strong drinks and has outdoor seating?”
“Eli’s?”
“Yes.”
“I can meet you at the bar in thirty minutes,” Rashad said.
“Okay, I’ll see you then.”
He hung up. Unable to help himself, he grinned, harder than he had in a week. “Looks like your boy is back in play after all. She wants to meet and talk about us getting back together.”
“She said that?” Alex said, sounding and looking surprised.
“Pretty much.”
“That’s great.”
“Yeah. I better get out of here. Wish me luck.”
“Buena suerte,” Alex said as Rashad rushed through the door.