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Lawanda thumped her coffee cup down. “Of course not! I mean…”
Jaz waited.
“He didn’t hear me.” Lawanda bit her lip. “He was in the shower.”
“Sweetie, no.” Jaz grabbed her friend’s hand. “Don’t say it again. Wait for him. Please.”
“I can’t help it. I love men. They don’t love me.”
“He will if you give him a little time. Four weeks isn’t that long.”
Lawanda snatched her hand away. “Well, what about you? How’s it going with—”
“Don’t even say his name.”
“That good?”
Jaz picked at the bun. She dipped her finger in a mound of cream-cheese icing and licked it off. The sweet taste was heavenly, but if she ate it all, it would lead to a downward spiral. She loved her extra curves, but she worked damn hard to keep her belly where it was. The thighs were kind of a lost cause. “Allen and I have been off and on. More off than on.”
“He’s still putting on airs?”
Jaz groaned. “When is he ever not? He owns a small convenience store not bigger than a blip, and he thinks he’s arrived.”
They laughed together.
“I’m supposed to feel lucky. Don’t get me wrong. I’m proud of him. I can only imagine obtaining my dream, and Allen is living his. That’s great, but I don’t have to kiss his toes.”
“Well some of the local girls are impressed.”
“Let them be.”
“What are you saying, Jaz?”
“Right now we are way off, and I think this is it.”
“Wait, whoa, girl. What’s that look in your eyes?” Lawanda demanded. “What did I miss at the party?”
“Nothing.”
“Jazara Crane, I’m going to skin you in this office.”
“Um, ladies, are we on break?” Jaz’s boss stood above them with a smile on her face but eyebrows that said there were phone calls to make and people to convince to give to their programs. Jaz scraped her chair back and snatched up her coffee. Lawanda followed suit.
“No, just going over our notes from yesterday,” Jaz said. “Getting to it. We’ve got a big day.”
She followed through with her words and dove into her duties. The one thing she could say about her work was that she loved it. People excited her. They gave her life, and she enjoyed talking to them on the phone even when they were being difficult.
Halfway through the morning though, Lawanda cornered her as she knew her friend would. Lawanda never let a bone go until she had picked it clean. “Now spill while she’s gone. What happened? Who did you meet, and why didn’t you tell me about him yesterday or even the day before?”
Jaz sighed. “Because of this. You’re making it a big deal, Lawanda, and it isn’t. He’s…actually, I don’t know much about him except he grew up in the area.”
“Delicious?”
“With a capital D. Girl…” They both paused to imagine it, Jaz picturing Tor in her mind, that body, the voice, the smile. She assumed her friend was thinking either about her own boyfriend or any sexy black man—the darker the better. That was Lawanda’s preference.
“So what’s his name?”
“Tor.”
