Page 63 of Fever: Love In Scrubs
She bit her lip as she stared at me. “Dr. Pierre, how unprofessional of you.”
I grinned. “You let me get real unprofessional in that bathroom. I just knew you were gonna be a screamer, love.”
She giggled. “You almost got me. I would have scared poor Jamari.”
I licked my lips. “You get that loud? I might have to put that to the test.”
She blushed, playfully slapping my arm. “Stop. You want people whispering about us in here.”
“Fuck them people. All I see is you, baby.”
She bashfully looked down at her plate. I meant that. In a room full of people all around us, all I could hear and see was her.
“Anybody home!”I called, walking into my parents’ house.
“Back here!” my father yelled.
I made my way to where I knew he was at, in the den which doubled as his man cave. Much to my surprise, Johnathan was there.
“What’s up y’all?” I asked.
“Ain’t shit,” Johnathan replied, dapping me.
Pops shook my hand. “Go on and grab you a beer, son. You look like hell.”
I chuckled. “It’s been a long day, Pop. Where are Ma and Jamari?”
“Them, your sister, and niece went out for ice cream after dinner. They should be back soon. Your mom made you a plate. It’s in the microwave.”
“Bet.”
I headed into the kitchen to heat up my food. My lunch was long gone, and my stomach was eating my back. Opening the microwave, I saw my mother left me a plate of rice and gravy, cabbage with sausage, baked macaroni, fried chicken, and cornbread. I quickly closed the door and to heat it up.
Once it was done, I headed back into the den. Grabbing a beer from the mini fridge, I went to take a seat in a recliner. Immediately, I kicked off my shoes and put the leg rest up. Popping the cap on the beer, I took a long swig and closed my eyes.
“Damn, I needed that,” I mumbled.
“You sound like me,” Johnathan said. “I been working my ass off. I need a vacation, man. We should plan a family trip soon. That is, if we can pull the good doctor away from St. Ambrose.”
“Don’t act like I work all the time, man. A vacation would be nice.”
“And you can bring Wynter.” He grinned as he made the suggestion. “Mari was telling us how cute she thinks you two are. Said y’all are lovey dovey and shit.”
“Your niece stays in my business. She likes her too.”
“Oh we know she does,” Pops said, chuckling. “If she’s good with you and Mari, she’ll be good with us. You should invite her over for Sunday dinner this weekend.”
“Her cousin is coming into town this weekend for a visit.”
“Invite the cousin too.”
“Damn, Daddy. Y’all really want to be in my business that bad?”
He laughed. “Son, we’re just happy it’s a new woman and not Amandela. I wasn’t gonna say anything, but she called your mama complaining about how you’re treating her and how you’re trying to turn Mari against her.”
I shook my head. “What did Ma say?”
“She hung up on her ass after cursing her out about what she did to make you act any type of way toward her.”
