Everyone felt my presence as we entered the suite full of lawyers and clerks. I knew right away that the office down the hall was mine considering that it was the biggest one from the others. Before the clerk left, I informed her that I wanted a meeting with all the lawyers in fifteen minutes. She gave me a look like how was she supposed to do that. I waited for her to say something smart as I didn’t have a problem with telling her ass off. I wanted to make sure that everyone was doing their job because I didn’t have time for mistakes. Plus if nothing is done right, then Eric will bring his ass down here and I would just rather not go there with him.
I stood in the board room looking at the clock. It has been over fifteen minutes and not one person was in there. So, if they didn’t want to come to me then I would go to them. But, before I could even reach the doorknob it was opening. “Finally, I think I’ve waited long enough.” I said as I walked to the head of the office table. “Wow, I wasn’t expecting that.” A man voice said. I felt my pressure go up and my blood boil when I looked up and saw my ex fiancé walking in. “Ms. Thomas I’m so sorry. I tried to stop him but he insisted….” I interrupted. “What is your name?” I asked her. “Carmen.” She replied. “Well, Carmen please let everyone know that the meeting will start within the next ten minutes and close the door behind you.” I told her.
“What are you doing here, Zavier?” I asked furiously. “Didn’t Eric tell you that I was coming by? I just got back in town from a doctor’s convention and when I heard you were back, I had to come see you.” He said extending his arms out expecting a hug. “You still didn’t answer my question. Why are you here? I don’t want you here. I didn’t ask for you. I don’t want to ……..” He grabbed and kissed me to keep me from mouthing another word. I pushed him away with force that I didn’t know I had. “I see you still don’t know how to stop talking.” He boasted proudly like he actually just did something. “Zavier, I want you to leave. Now!” I hurriedly showed him to the door. He took a minute walking to it, but he eventually got the picture. I moved back scared he would do it again. “I’ll be seeing you soon, love.” He said while stroking my chin. I slammed the door behind him. I like his nerve to pop back in here like he owns me. I sure hope he don’t think that we are just going to pick up where we left off. It was his lost and not mine. My thoughts were running together I was so angry. Ugh, I don’t think I can afford any more disappointments or surprises today. I picked up the phone and called Stan. “Hey, when I get off we need to go get a drink.” I said while rubbing my forehead as it felt like another headache was coming on. “It’s been one of those days already?” He chuckled. “You have no idea.” I told him. “Cool, meet me on Tone Boulevard. There is a new club called The Vibe that just opened.” I agreed to meet Stan there to relieve some of this tension. The only thing now is to make it through the rest of the day without cracking.
I had one drink in my hand and another one in the other. “Hey, I think you should slow down some.” Stan said as he tried to take a drink from me. “No, I need this. Besides, you were always the one who couldn’t hold their liquor.” I reminded him as I took two shots of Tequila to the head and ordered two more. This was just what I needed to ease my mind from the awful day I had. For some reason, I had a feeling that matters were going to get worse and not better at work. No one liked the thought of a young black woman being the boss. I thought about letting up a bit. But then they would think that I am weak and take it for granted. I needed to stop stressing over that job and enjoy my night. “Aww...that’s my jam.” I said while throwing my hand up in the air. The DJ started to play some Reggae. I don’t know what it was about Reggae, but when it played, you couldn’t help but move. I grabbed Stan to come dance with me before the song ended, but he shook his head no. He told me to go ahead and that he would watch my drink while I danced. I threw the last two shots of Tequila back and gave him the empty glasses. He laughed as I patted my chest to try to relieve the burning sensation. I started putting my hands on my thick hips as I was dirty whining my ass in a seductive way. The song was getting into my body even more as I put my hands on my knees to get low. While I was enjoying myself, I felt hands on my flat stomach which pulled me back. I knew this wasn’t nobody but Stan. I didn’t turn around to check and see if it was him. I just grinded even more sexual to let him know he couldn’t keep up. The hands was holding me tighter as they were keeping up with my hips moving around and around, from side to side. I raised up from the bent position to congratulate him for keeping up with me, but I was very surprised when I turned around to see that it wasn’t Stan. “Keith?” I said with a confused look. “Gorgeous, Kaitlyn?” He tried to act like he was as surprised as I was when I realized that it was him, but I could tell that he wasn’t. “Sorry, I thought you were my friend.” I apologized to him. “Well, as you can see I’m not.” He said smiling. “What? I didn’t tell you my name, did I?” I quizzed him when I realized what he said “Well, no, you didn’t Ms. Thomas, and you know what when I asked people for your name, they had a fear in their eyes. What did you do in order for them to fear you?” Keith asked as we were walking back to the bar. “It’s not me they fear, it’s the last name. Let’s just say that you don’t mess with Eric Thomas and I’ll leave it at that. But, I’m nothing like them.” I told him. “Are you sure? I mean our first encounter was pretty intense. I thought you were gonna jump me?” He said putting his hands up as if were under arrest. “Fuc…..” I paused as I had to catch myself before using the F bomb. “Whatever!” I said in correction. “Nope, that’s not what you really wanted to say.” He said as we both laughed. We continued our conversation as I started looking for Stan. I was pretty sure that he was probably in a corner somewhere with a chick. “Can I buy you a drink?” He asked as I was still looking for Stan. “No, it’s getting late and I have to go to work in the morning.” I told him as I hopped down from the bar stool. “Looking for your boyfriend?” Keith wondered as he noticed that during our entire conversation my eyes where elsewhere. “No, my friend.” I said to correct him. “C’mon, really? You gonna use the “friend” thing?” He said as he looked me up and down as I did to him the other day. “Like I said friend, and what do you mean by that anyway?” I questioned as I folded my arms. “Nothing, I’m just saying that there is no way that a woman as gorgeous as you is single. You can’t be single and if you are single then there are two reason why. One, you’re crazy, or two you’re a lesbian.” He said in a very matter fact tone before he took