Twenty minutes later, we made our way outside.
"This house is as nice as the first one. It's right up there with it," A'Mylo stated.
I exhaled deeply, knowing in my heart that he would soon purchase a house. I had to pray harder to close this deal fast.
I twisted away from A'Mylo to lock the door. When I rotated back around, he was still there waiting for me. Feelings settled in the pit of my stomach that I was unable to recognize. My heart fluttered in my chest as I nibbled on my bottom lip.
He pressed his lips together as he gazed at me. "I won't bother you today since I have plans tonight, but I'll call you later."
I forced a smile onto my face and nodded stiffly. "Okay. Enjoy yourself and have a good night."
With my shoulders sagging and my head lowered to my chest, I walked to my car. I had gotten used to hanging out with him after showing him a house. It was my norm.
Jaiden leaned forward and rested her elbows on the table. "Girl, why does it look like you lost your best friend?"
Sariyah scoffed, putting her cell phone down on the table. "She must've lost you because I'm still here."
Jaiden waved her off. "Girl, whatever."
The girls and I were out at Tito's for the night. They didn't know how much I needed this night out with them. Just being here at Tito's reminded me of the time A'Mylo and I were there. I needed to shake off the feeling of missing him and enjoy this time with my girls.
I eyed both of them before I pasted a smile on my face. "There's nothing wrong with me. Y'all are extra for no reason." I peered around, wondering when the server would show up with drinks. "We should have sat at the bar. The servers are moving slowly tonight," I complained. We've never had to wait this long for drinks before.
"We sat down five minutes ago. You're so impatient." Jaiden laughed.
I rolled my eyes with a huff. "I can't help it. I need a drink."
I ran a hand across my forehead and peered around the bar. I saw a couple in their own world dancing closely together at the jukebox. From the way they moved and smiled in each other's faces, I could see the love between them. I had to look away, wondering if I would have that one day.
"Okay," Sariyah snapped. "What's the matter with you?" She gazed at me with her eyes narrowed. "Since you came here,you've had a sad expression on your face. Remember, it was your idea to chill with us."
I didn't want my friends to think I wasn't enjoying my time with them when I was. I just didn't know why my mind was heavily on A'Mylo.
My mouth opened and closed, unable to form words. Not because I had nothing to say, but because my eyes landed and locked on A'Mylo. He'd walked into my line of vision when he entered the bar.
He whispered something to the men he was with before making his way over to my table. My heart throbbed in my chest as my palms grew sweaty.
He leaned against the table, all in my face. "Wassup, beautiful? I didn't think I'd run into you tonight."
Hell, I didn't know either. I was tongue-tied and unable to form any words, yet again. The only thing I could do was stare at him.
"Ouch!" I hissed after being kicked under the table.
I shot daggers at my friends who appeared to be looking innocent when neither of them had an innocent bone in their bodies.
I turned my attention back to A'Mylo, who was still watching me. Truth be told, seeing him lifted my mood, but I didn't know if that was a good or bad thing.
"Are you trying to act brand new in front of your friends?" he asked, taking a seat in the chair next to mine.
"Oh no, sweetie, she acts like that with everyone. You're not special," Jaiden interjected.
I sent a glare her way, wanting to reach across the table and choke the hell out of her. I knew she meant well, but Jaiden tended to speak her mind when nobody asked her to.
Just then, the server returned with our drinks. "Sorry it took so long," she apologized, and set the tray down. "The place isgetting crowded. I hope everything is to everyone's liking. If you need me, I'll be in the area." With that, she rotated around and left the table.
A'Mylo tapped my arm to gain my attention again. "My friends are here too. What do you say to us, ditching them and getting a table for ourselves to hang out?" he suggested.
"Yes!" I blurted in my mind, but somehow it passed my lips too. I pressed them together and reached for the strawberry margarita I had ordered, taking a long sip. That hit the spot and was much-needed.