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“Why won’t you give that man the time of day? He’s a good man. He stayed overnight with you in a hotel, an expensive one at that, and he didn’t try any funny business. He could have walked away, but he didn’t. He made sure you were safe until it was time for him to go. Then he paid for an extended checkout. You know how much that type of shit hit your pockets for at The Regency?”
“I don’t, and I don’t care. I don’t get with men for their money.”
“Well, let’s talk about the fact that he decided he would sit on an elevator with you, playing games and doing relaxation techniques to make sure that your mind was good.”
“What about it?”
“A man doesn’t do that type of shit unless he’s a good man. Give that man a chance, and please don’t use that weak ass excuse that you don’t date men at your workplace. That shit’s tired and old.”
“I know, Nobi. I really do like him. He’s thoughtful and compassionate.”
“And that’s why you’re going to give him the time of day. Let that man pursue you. You deserve it, sis.”
A small smile came to my lips. “I like the sound of being pursued.”
“Good. Now hang up the phone with me and text that to him.”
She hung up before I could say another word.
I paused briefly before I sent my text.
ME:Thanks for checking up on me today, friend. It meant more to me than you know.
PERFECT DISTRACTION:I look forward to making you feel like that more each day.
ME:The art of pursuit between friends can be very attractive.
PERFECT DISTRACTION:Get ready. I’m chasing that ass.
I tuckedmy phone inside my purse and headed back inside. It was an amazing day all around.
Chapter 7
Legacy
“Here, let me help you with that.” I moved from behind the table and lifted the backpack from the box and helped the woman put it on her shoulders.
“Thank you so much, baby.”
“It’s no problem. I’m happy to help any way that I can. Oh, and don’t forget to stop at the mobile clinic for your free checkup.”
I could see the fear in her eyes the moment the words “checkup” came out of my mouth.
“How about I walk you over there and introduce you to the nurses. They won’t do anything that you’re not interested in having them do to you.”
“I don’t want no shots. I don’t trust people sticking me with needles.”
“That’s fine. I’ll be sure to tell them that.”
I extended my arm to her, and she hooked her hand around my arm. She smiled at me, and I could tell that it had been a long time since anyone showed her an ounce of compassion or probably even touched her.
We all need to feel human touch on a daily basis, I believe. It’s good for the heart and soul. I led her to the van that the clinic was offering services out of.
“Hi, Derron. This is . . .” I turned to the elderly woman, and she smiled a gap-toothed smile at me.
“Faye, baby.”
“Derron, this is Faye, and she wants to get a checkup, but she doesn’t want any shots. If she needs medical attention that requires anything like that, could you offer an alternative healthcare solution?”
