AllFreeNovel
Share Us
“That is one way to describe it.” If he had to hear about flowers one more time, he was going to lose his fucking mind.
“May I suggest not using such words in front of the bride-to-be? You might find she is a bit…sensitive at the moment.”
“What I hear is you’d like me to come up with an excuse as to why we can’t go,” Jerry stated.
“And what excuse do you think won’t hurt her feelings?” Reanna said in a challenging tone.
He loved to win. “I’ll pick you up at seven. And don’t worry. I’ll call Kenneth and cancel.”
“Wait. I’m confused. If we’re not going, then why are you picking me up?” Reanna asked.
“Because we have a date.”
“What? I didn’t agree to—”
“Just trust me. I’ll see you at seven.” He ended the call before she could rebut with some rational reason why he shouldn’t. Jerry had a million reasons why himself. But he wanted to see her again.
Even though he said he’d call Kenneth, a text served as the same. Also was shorter.
WE WON’T BE THERE TONIGHT.
Kenneth asked, HOW DO I EXPLAIN THIS TO SHANDA?
Jerry went with the truth, TAKING HER ON A DATE INSTEAD. He could almost picture Kenneth double checking his phone to make sure he was seeing correctly. They both knew this was out of character for Jerry.
SHANDA SAYS HAVE A GOOD TIME. AND I SAY, I HOPE YOU KNOW WHAT THE FUCK YOU’RE DOING. SHE IS NOT ONE TO PLAY WITH.
Jerry knew it wasn’t her badge that Kenneth was worried about. There was something different about Reanna, and that made her dangerous is an entirely different way. It was also what made him need to see her.
He had no idea what he was going to do with Reanna tonight, but he wanted to make it something fun, and not only dinner.
Hell, he could take the family jet and fly anywhere, yet somehow his gut said she’d shut down and refuse to go. He needed it to be something that she would enjoy. Jerry scanned through his phone for things to do in her area. Immediately, he knew this was it. He called the number and scheduled their time. Slipping his phone into his pocket, he went to change into jeans and a T-shirt. Before he left his penthouse, he sent her a quick text.
DRESS COMFORTABLE.
She replied. WHY? WHAT ARE WE DOING?
JUST TRUST ME. BE READY FOR SEVEN.
There was a delay in her response, and he began to think she was going to decline. Finally came one last response.
OKAY.
Game on.
