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When he returned with our dinner. “Rilwan don’t ever put your hands on Jade again,” I state in a calm but commanding tone. That I know he understands not to ever put his hand on my woman again.
“I’m sorry, she was attacking you. I acted on instinct.”
“I know what she was doing, I wasn’t in danger of her harming me. If I was, I would have defended myself, but I wasn’t. She was upset and she had every right to be.”
“Again, I’m sorry. What was she upset about?” I tell him everything about the text and he agreed, she was right to be upset since I’d made her feel like an arm candy to be pimped out.
We had our dinner and watched a game, till Jade texted. Somehow relief washes through me. She’s coming back.
NASEER
AweekwithJadehas been nothing short of bliss, our mornings are busy with work and her at school, and night ravaging each other. She has now completed her exams; she’s packed and ready to leave on Friday. Raheem called earlier saying he’ll be in Chicago for two days. He invited Jade and me out to lunch.
A week ago, I would have turned him down but since our fight and Jade accusing me of not taking her out, I accepted the invitation.
Raheem and his new girlfriend were already seated when we arrived. Jade has on a chiffon flowery knee-length dress with short sleeves paired with sandals. Her summer breeze looks has me smiling. I’m wearing the clothes Jade picked out for me. Dark blue relaxed jeans, with three quarter sleeves, grey T-shirt and white sneakers. She gelled and styled my hair to cover the scar behind my ear.
We greet each other as Raheem introduces us to his new blond date, named Gaby. Raheem’s date is clinging to him like a little space between them is unthinkable if only she knew her time is up by the end of next week. I know Jade isn’t going to cling to me, it’s just not her style. She’s seated in a decent space between us. I turn to Raheem, and it seems Gaby is trying to weld her body with his.
The waitress soon arrives and Jade signals to me to order for her, Gaby puts in a long order that could fill five women and the woman looks like she can’t finish a bowl of salad. Raheem and I order after her, the waitress is drained after taking Gaby’s order.
Raheem soon turns to Jade asking her about school and plans when she graduates, she’s excited about possible job opportunities in Chicago. I was hoping she would move to a warmer climate, but she seems to be loving Chicago. The waitress soon returns with appetizers, placing them on the table in a manner that’s showing off her boobs she’d opened two buttons of her shirt. She gently touches my arm.
“Pardon me” she flirtatiously grins, batting her lashes.
Jade’s eyes remain straight on the appetizer, we all take a piece. I can tell Jade doesn’t like it. It’s cheese sticks so not her thing. We continue to converse until the order is brought. The waitress returns to ask if the order is to our liking, it’s obvious she’s focused on just me and not the group. She’s blatantly flirting with me; I try to ignore her but I’m a little ticked Jade is not acting like she cares the woman is flirting with me. Not an ounce of jealous reaction from her. I know if the role was reversed, I would be shutting it down without a second thought.
I decided to flirt along with the waitress, smiling and laughing. We eat and laugh. Jade is not saying anything, her body language is too relaxed, in my opinion. The waitress returns more often than usual to ask if everything is to our liking. She stays close to our table.
Raheem soon requests the check the waitress returns with the check folder and hands it to me with a mischievous smile.
Jade immediately takes the folder from me, and I see the waitress's phone number and address in the folder with the check. Jade takes the waitress's information out and hands the folder back to Raheem without a word.
The waitress returns, and Raheem hands her the folder with the card as she turns to leave.
“Excuse me, miss,” Jade calls out, she turns to Jade with a smile. Jade hands her the paper she’d taken out of the check folder “My boyfriend won’t be needing this.” The waitress is stunned and reaches to take the paper from Jade. Raheem wears a shocked expression; Gaby’s face is expressively thumbs up to Jade and I’m just in a realm of mind-blowing moments.
Raheem tries to hide his truncated chuckle. “I’m sorry.” The waitress responds to Jade taking the paper from her.
“I’m sure you are but,” turning to me, “he’s one hundred percent taken.” Just as she gives me the mean icy look that has me frosted in my seat. When the waitress returns with Raheem’s card and the receipt, her shirt is buttoned up and she avoids eye contact with me.
In that moment, I realized how badly I’d messed up. Jade may not act like she’s jealous, she does get jealous, and I shouldn’t have flirted with the waitress, totally uncalled for. We leave the restaurant through a side door. Soon, we get in the car. I signaled for the driver and Rilwan to give us a minute. Once the door is closed, I turn to Jade and “Kiss me” She turns to me without any hesitation and shares a kiss that reminds me of our special we are as a couple.
“The fact I don’t shout like you, doesn’t me I don’t get jealous. “Don’t do that again,” she warns, and I nod.
She caught me, no point trying to act like I didn’t know what she was talking about. I blatantly flirted with the waitress, and she caught me. “It won’t happen again,” I say and call to the men to get back in. I feel immature when I realize I wouldn’t have liked it if she’d tried to make me jealous the way I did.
However, I learnt a few things about her this week. Jade can hide her jealousy; she also has a dark side and I dislike it when she doesn’t kiss my scars.
Our ride home was palpable silence, with our fingers interlocked.
JADE
Naseerstayingfortheweek was amazing. We went out a few times. We are really in a good place. I know my travel to Lagos and Joburg isn’t something he’s happy about, but I can’t miss my cousin’s wedding and a chance to hang out with Tito and Lolade my social media guru friend from high school.
We had dinner with Tate and Lande DeMoore, the only couple in Chicago that’s our friend.
After I’d complained to Naseer about him being the worst rich boyfriend since I had to constantly pack a bag for a hotel visit when he could rent a place and I wouldn’t need to keep packing toiletries. He went house shopping for a place and bought a fully furnished space from Tate DeMoore and his friend Dane who are into real estate business.
