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“What did you do?”
“I sort of encouraged him to leave this morning.”
“Look, I liked him and chemistry between us was awesome, but he made it plain that he was looking for a long-term relationship and I just don’t think he was the kind of man I wanted to marry.”
“Connie, how can you say he wasn’t the kind of man you wanted to marry when you only went on one date with him? What do you really know about the man? It takes more than one date to get to know a person.”
“I know it may sound silly to you but I have it all planned out in my head. Plus, men only get mad later when they realized that I make more money than them.”
“Money isn’t everything, believe me. Making a marriage work takes a lot more than money.”
“Thant’s easy for you to say. Winston has a top paying job.”
“Don’t be a fool and let that man get away. If I were you, I would wait until around six tonight and call him. Tell him you felt embarrassed about what happened between you last night and you were uncomfortable, but that you really enjoyed yourself.”
“I don’t know about that. Let me get dressed I’ll see you and the kids at church.”
I put the phone down and stood up. Maybe my sister is right. After dinner at my mother’s I’ll call him. I have to admit, I did have fun last night and he definitely rocked my world.
I usually enjoyed dinner at my mother’s house, but tonight all I could think about was what I was going to say when I called Titus. My sister nudged me several times throughout the evening to tell me to “call him.”
My nieces and nephew were so cute and I loved playing with them, even though they made my uterus spasm. I want children of my own so badly. I’m sure my children will be just as beautiful as Zandra and Winston’s kids.
My phone rang in my purse on the drive home. I fumbled around in my purse until I found it.
“Hello,” I said without looking at the caller ID screen.
“Hi, is this Connie?” the voice on the other end said.
I took the phone away from my ear and looked at the ID screen. I had no idea who was calling. The name didn’t look familiar at all.
“This is Connie. Who is this?”
“This is Bradley. You’ve forgotten me already?”
“When did I meet you?”
“At the gas station a couple of days ago. The guy you told to hurry up.”
My heart soared. Maybe I had made the right decision to cut it short with Titus after all. Bradley is the type of man I am looking for. I need a professional man making six figures.
“Oh yes, I remember you. You never did tell me your name,” I say into the phone.
“I guess I didn’t. Well let me formally introduce myself. My name is Bradley Marshall and I a personal financial advisor.”
“Well, hello Bradley Marshall.”
“You’re not going to tell me anything about you?”
“What would you like to know?
“What’s your full name? What do you do for a living and what do you like to do in your spare time.’
I take a deep breath before I speak. I’ve learned from past situations to be careful what you tell men when you first meet them. If you tell them too much about yourself or tell them about past relationships they will try to be what they think you want instead of who they really are.
“My name is Constance Elaine Merriweather. I’m a nurse and I love to travel, listen to Jazz and read.”
My chest feels tight suddenly. I can’t help but to think of Titus and the way he played his horn. I shook off the feeling while I listen to Bradley elaborate about himself.
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