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After hearing my car chirp, indicating that it was locked, I walked over to the elevator and rode it all the way to the 15th floor like she had told me in the text message. After getting off the elevator, I made my way to her company’s suite. There wasn’t a receptionist sitting at the front desk, so I wondered if anyone was even still here. I spotted a janitor walking my way, pushing a cart, with all of his cleaning supplies in it. He had on a pair of headphones, so I had to wave my hand to get his attention.

“Hey, man. Is Toya in her office?” I asked the dude.

He looked like he was about in his late forties or maybe even early fifties. He was wearing navy blue overalls with a pair of black work shoes.

“Yes, she’s back there, I believe. I think she might be the only one still here, she does that every night,” he told me.

I nodded my head in the direction of her office. I knew which room number it was because she had sent it over earlier today in the text. I thought about something and then I quickly turned around to face the dude.

“Ay, dude, quick question, what time does Toya generally leave out of here?” I asked him.

“Normally that girl don’t leave out of here until about eleven o’clock at night. I swear, in my fifty-four years of being here on this earth, I’ve never seen someone as hard working and determined as her. They say she’s the best buyer’s agent in town, that’s because she’s busting her ass in that office every day, though,” he said, bragging about my future wife.

What he said made me smile. “Good lucking out. I’m going to need a quick favor from you, though. I’ll be able to handle it tonight because I’m here, but any other night when you here, walk her to the car for me. It’s too late for her to be walking to that car at night by herself. I saw the bootlegged security this place hired, and his ass was up there knocked out when I drove past him. I know she going to probably tell you that she can handle it, but don’t take no for an answer because if something happens to her out there, I’m coming for you,” I said, dead ass serious.

With a smirk on his face, he said, “You love that girl, don’t you?”

A smile formed on my lips. “That girl is going to be my wife and carry all of my kids,” I said and then finally made my way to her office.

Her door was closed, and I didn’t want to just barge in her shit, so I knocked. Had we have been in a relationship, I would have just walked my ass in on her. But, I didn’t want to overstep my boundaries with her, so I did the right thing for now and knocked.

“Come in,” I heard her call out.

I walked into her office and stood by the door, just taking in the sight before my eyes. I looked around and admired all of her awards that she had in plaques on her wall. Damn, I had an undercover nerd on my hand, I thought as I looked at her high school valedictorian plaque along with her master of business degree. I swear that shit was sexier than standing in front of a bitch butt naked with nothing on but a pair of Christian Louboutin pumps.

I never say shit like this, but this woman was perfect. The fact that she had her own was a bonus.

“Clearly, you have a problem with being on time because I told you to get here at 6,” she said, typing away on her apple desktop, never once looking up at me.

I smirked went to sit down in the chair in front of her desk. She stood up, walked over to her file cabinet and searched through the folders until she found the one that she was looking for. I stared at her in a trance as she held so much confidence in her walk and her posture. Every time I came in contact with Toya, she was always dressed to kill. Right now, she was wearing a green high waist skirt that stopped in the middle of her thighs, with a silk, crème colored shirt tucked in. The crème blazer that she wore with the outfit lay on the arm of the chair next to me. She wore her hair down, stopping above her ass, with a pair of gold Giuseppe Zanotti pumps on her feet.

“Here it is,” I heard her say.

At the same time, thunder roared outside followed by a big flash of lightning. The lights in the room went off for a few seconds and then they came back on. She glanced at me and then walked over and sat in the chair next to me with the folder in her hands. I spread my legs a little and held out both of my hands. I decided to try my luck with her.

“You know, you can always sit right here on my lap if you want. I promise I won’t bite,” I said.

She smirked at me before waving me off.

“Here, I just need you to sign these two and then that’s it,” she said.

I signed the two forms that read Warranty Deed and HUD-1 Settlement Statement.

“Hey, Ms. Toya. Sorry to bother you but the elevator is stuck on the 20th floor and it looks like it going to be a while before we can get it down. I already called the people, but they say that they won’t be able to get here until the next hour or so,” the janitor whom I was talking to earlier said.

I watched to see her expression. She just sucked her teeth and told him okay. On the inside, I was dying laughing because that left her no choice but to stay and talk to me. This was all I had been hoping for. Just a chance to sit down and talk with her. Thank you, God, for letting that elevator break down because now I could finally get some one on one time with her ass without her trying to run away from me.

She got up from the chair, went over to her printer and made copies of the paperwork that I just finished signing and passed one of each to me when she finished. Then, she walked back over to her desk and I watched her take off her shoes and change into a pair of slides.

“I hope you don’t mind me eating in front of you because I haven’t had anything to eat all day and I’m starving,” she said, going over to the small fridge that she kept in her office.

“No, I don’t mind. Do your thing, lil mama,” I said.

I coolly pulled out my phone to silence it because the shit kept vibrating in my pockets and I didn’t want to chance Toya hearing that shit. Yes, like very single nigga in America, I had bitches. But I put this on my life, if Toya gives a nigga a chance, I swear to God I will change my whole damn phone number, making sure only her and my damn grandma has the shit. I silenced my phone and then but it back inside of my pocket.

“You want a water or something?” she asked me.

“No, I’m good. Go ahead and eat your food,” I told her.

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