Rekindling Old Flames

but I also don't think he would pass up the opportunity to have dinner with me. I'm confident that my threat will work, and Beau will back off because of where I'm from. I was born and spent some o

o'clock, which means an hour has passed and still

now?" The waiter asks for—if I’m

ttle of whatever you have

ght,

nt is try to drown it out by drinking. I know it's not the best solution, b

he kind of person to do something like this. The worst part is I don't even have his nu

ey’re built on lies, and they only make me sad, or worse—they make me feel like the stupidest woman on this Earth for loving someone like him. It makes me so angry that even after the seven years I’ve h

s nothing. Beau never loved me back, and he ensured I would never forget it, no matter

b or call someone to pick you up?" The

e you, Beau Williams." My eyes st

person talking to me sounds like they’re panicking about somethin

"Let me rest my eyes for a little while, just a little whi

E

the calls I’ve been getting tonight and continue to focus on the papers in front of me. Once it rings for the fifth time, I have no

bark into

e the phone away from my ear to check the caller ID. The name shown on my screen matches the v

t care to check who was calling before answering. Did something happen to Harvey? You never c

cause I have someone at my restau

this p

utiful dark-skinned lady. She was drinki

hy are you calling me

ur name was the last thing s

na

were, ‘I hate you, Beau William

d utter those words while drunk. Emilia must be talking about Delilah. But I can’t believ

d, we can’t open her phone. I can’t call someone to take her home or even get her address to s

ir and start to clear my desk, filling my briefcase with all the

ed. “I have to admit I didn’t e

riend. Of cours

end?” Emilia

who knows me knows my chances of being in an interracial relationship are zero to none because of my mother. I know once she finds out where I am and what I’m doing I won’t hear the end of it, but I cou

t just my cousin’s wife, but also a close friend, so she know

and the phone still to my ear. Once I make it to the elevator and the doors close, I p

who would tell your mom you h

ousin, but you sure don’t share our f

that’s why w

pen into the parking garage and my car is already waiting for me. “

m waiting for you to g

up and asking the driver to step on it

*

hy Delilah would drink so much that she would pass out. I wonder if my method of becoming her investor had caused her too much stress.

a says, standing up from the

sk as I examine Delilah. She looks oka

g for someone, but they never showed up

e called my name bef

office when I heard her say ‘I

inst my chest comfortably. I watch as she snuggles closer to me and I try to make her more

elcome. G

walking out of the restaur

r away from her face as the car starts to move, I think about taking her home, but I know her father will kill me if he se

*

to. I change into my pajama pants and hop into bed beside her. I know Delilah will kill me when she wakes up and finds herself beside me, but I’m ready for that as long as I get to sleep beside her again for one more ni

st my head above hers. It’s as if she hears me because she moves closer to my bare chest and snuggles h