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“Does he know about your company?”

“Yes, Daddy,” I reply. My parents know about my business on a G-rated level, they never looked down on what I did. They were more concerned that I created my business during a really bad time of my life when I was thriving in hate.

“And since he’s here, I assume he’s okay with it.”

“Very much so.”

“Good. I have an appointment set up for you with Cyrus for next week. It’s time to move some investments.”

“Alright, Daddy. Just text me when and I will be there.”

“This young man isn’t using you for your money, is he? Does he know how much you are worth?”

“Umm, no, he does not have the exact number, but he knows I am doing well for myself, but I can assure you he is not after me for my money. He has quite enough of his own. His money makes my money look like pocket change,” my dad’s eyebrows are touching his hairline.

“What does this young man do for a living?”

“I tell you what, how about I go help Mom, and he can come out here with you,” I suggest, and we head to the kitchen.

Jaasiel

Parker’s mother is a beautiful woman. I can see where Parker gets her beauty from and her outspoken nature. And if that wasn’t enough, she has the pots in this kitchen jumping; it smells amazing. She’s cooked, smothered cube steak, greens, baked mac and cheese, dirty rice, field peas, candied yams, homemade biscuits, and honey cornbread. Fresh pineapple mango lemonade and sweet tea. My mouth is literally watering.

“Now let’s see this cake that you say you baked,” she opens the cake box. “This is beautiful. I almost want to cut a slice to see if it tastes as good as it looks.”

“I won’t tell if you don’t tell,” I say, and that is how Parker and her father caught us in the kitchen eating caramel cake and drinking tea before dinner.

“Seriously, Jaa, Mom!” Parker says when she and her father walk into the kitchen.

“Trixie!”

“Hush and taste this cake!” she tells her husband, and that leads to us eating dessert and dinner together at the kitchen island instead of at the beautiful table her mother put together. I instantly felt at home. It was reminiscent of a Gideon family dinner with a lot of love, laughter, and trash talking. We migrated from the kitchen to their family room, it had an entire wall of pictures of their family, and this was the first time I got a glimpse of Parker’s older sister. I walk over to the photo wall to study the pictures; she is also a beautiful woman, and if I were going off the pictures, I would think Parker and her sister were close. They are together in almost every single picture smiling and having fun together, birthdays, holidays, graduation, prom, and then it stops. The pictures are separate after a certain point and time, and then the pictures of her sister stop altogether. There also seems to be an entire period of time missing for Parker after her high school graduation, there are a few pics here or there, but the story that was told in previous pictures is no longer there. I look over to Parker and catch pure hurt on her face, but she wipes it away as soon as she notices me looking at her.

“Jaasiel, walk with me,” Kerring says.

“Daddy,” Parker says in a warning tone.

“No worries, ladybug, I won’t break him,” he says as I have to stifle my laugh. Her father is a decent-sized guy, but him break me. Not possible. We walk to his man cave and have a seat.

“Let’s talk Jaasiel, man to man,”

“Yes, let’s.”

Parker

“Jaasiel, what did you and my father talk about?” I ask again because he refuses to answer the question.

“Ni Ni, what your father and I talked about is between us. Why are you worried about it? I am still here and have no plans of going anywhere. What are you worried about him saying to me?”

“Nothing.”

“Don’t start lying to me, Parker. he did not tell me anything I didn’t already know or what happened between you and your sister.” I swing my head in his direction, but he is watching the road, purposely ignoring me. “Anyways, I enjoyed your parents a lot. Your mother is a riot and an amazing cook, and your dad is all business. He actually gave me a few investment tips.”

I slap both hands over my face because I am mortified. Jaasiel is a billionaire easily and does not need any help with investments. “I am so sorry,” I say behind my hands.

“For what? I am going to invest some money and let it do what it does. I have more nieces and nephews than I know what to do with, so I can leave it for them or hand it over to them when they are old enough. If it wasn’t for my parents doing that for us, my brothers and I wouldn’t have been able to open our company to be the businessmen that we are today. I want to give that to my nieces and nephews, too, so they can have the financial freedom to do and discover what they love.” Man, I thought I couldn’t love this man more than I already did until now.

“Your dad and I are meeting for lunch this week,” he drops so casually that I almost overlooked what he said.

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