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Chapter 6

While Terrence waited for Janae, he thought about what he’d told her. They shared a definite physical attraction, but something more drew him. It was the “more” he needed to discover. Only Donovan knew where he’d flown; he hadn’t even told his grandparents. He’d simply told them he would be out of town for a day or two. He chuckled softly. If his grandmother found out he was visiting a woman, she probably would have gotten on the plane with him. His cell phone vibrated in his pocket.

“I’m sorry to bother you, baby. I know you’re busy,” his grandmother started when he answered.

Speaking of. “Hey, Grandma. You’re not bothering me and I’m not busy. What’s going on?”

“Nothing. I wanted to let you know that your grandfather and I are going down to San Diego with some friends, and we won’t be back until sometime tomorrow evening.”

Terrence shook his head. His grandparents had a more active social calendar than he ever had. “Okay. Thanks for letting me know. You guys have fun.” He turned at the sound of Janae’s voice saying she was ready.

“I have to go, Grandma.”

“Is that a woman’s voice I hear?”

“Yes.”

“Is she a client?”

Terrence paused. “Um, no.”

“Hallelujah! Is she a nice girl?”

“Yes, Grandma. I have to go. I’ll talk to you when you get back. Tell Grandpa I said have fun.”

Her tinkling laughter came through the line. “All right. I can take a hint. Let me know if she’s a potential granddaughter. Love you, baby.”

“Love you, too, Grandma.” He stood.

“Oh. I’m sorry,” Janae said. “I didn’t realize you were on the phone.”

“It’s all right. I was talking to my grandmother.”

“Is she okay?”

“She’s fine. She wanted to let me know she and my grandfather were going out of town this weekend with friends so I wouldn’t worry.”

“Good for them. Let’s go. Do you want me to drive?”

“I don’t think so, sweetheart. I can follow directions just fine.”

The drive to the coffee shop didn’t take long. When they arrived, Terrence opened the door to the SUV and assisted Janae. Taking her hand, he led her up the walk and opened the door. The intimate atmosphere and sound of soft jazz flowing from concealed speakers immediately enveloped him. “This is nice. Where do you want to sit?” The two-story building had tables with seating for four, sofas and smaller love seats. People sat in groups, worked on laptops and read books.

“We can sit anywhere. There’s probably more room upstairs. I suggest we order first, then find a seat.”

* * *

After getting their drinks, Terrence and Janae found a vacant love seat upstairs. They sipped and talked quietly, but were interrupted when Janae’s cell rang.

She looked at the display and sighed. “Excuse me, Terrence.” She answered. “Hey, Erik.”

“Who’s the guy?” Erik asked without responding to her greeting.

“I’m fine. Thanks for asking. How are you?” she asked with annoyance.

“Hi. Now answer the question. Devin said his name is Terrence, but doesn’t think that’s his real name. You need to be careful. What’s his last name?”

“Devin needs to mind his own business, and so do you,” she responded tersely.

“What do you know about this guy? Where did you meet him? And I’m still waiting on a last name.”

“None of your business, and I’m not telling you his last name. I’m busy right now, so I’m hanging up,” she said through clenched teeth. “Goodbye.” Janae disconnected, leaned back on the love seat and rubbed her temples. “I am so gonna kill Devin,” she muttered.

Terrence placed his arm around her and pulled her close. “What does your brother want to know about me?”

“He wants to know your last name. Apparently, Devin didn’t waste any time calling him.”

Terrence chuckled. “I don’t have a problem with you telling them my last name.”

She sat up abruptly. “I do.”

His smile faded. “Are you ashamed to tell your family about me?”

“No, no, no. It’s nothing like that. My brother Erik works at the Pentagon. If I tell him your last name, in ten minutes he’d know everything about you, including the type and color of your underwear. All three of my brothers would make your life and mine a living hell, and we’d never get a chance to know each other.”

“That would be a real shame because I really, really want to get to know you.” He leaned close to her ear. “By the way, they’re boxer briefs...black.”

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