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“I will ask him, but I can’t promise he will agree.”
“Is he there now? I could say hello.”
“No, he’s not here. He had a meeting. I will ask him about dinner. I promise.”
“Great! I will cook all my best dishes.”
“Mommy you don’t have to impress him. I’ve got that taken care of,” I winked.
“That’s your Father in you,” she laughed.
We talked for a few more minutes then got off the phone. I didn’t know if Samuel was ready to meet my parents, but I guess it wouldn’t hurt to ask.
I worked for a few hours and then laid back down to nap. I was trying to stay awake for Samuel, but I was beat.
I felt someone softly kissing me. I opened my eyes and saw Samuel lying next to me. I looked at my watch and realized I’d been asleep for at least two hours.
“Hey,” he smiled. “I was trying to let you sleep, but I got bored and came to bother you.”
“You sound like the kid at the sleepovers who falls asleep last,” I laughed while I stretched. “How was your meeting?”
“It was productive. How was your morning?”
“Good. I didn’t get a lot of work done but I had a much-needed conversation with my mother.”
“Is everything okay?”
“Yes, it is now.”
“Good. How are you with contract law?”
“Rusty, I have an associate who handles that for me.”
“I’m going to need to hire a good lawyer to draft these contracts for me.”
“Oh, well, you need to keep looking because I am a great lawyer.”
He climbed on top of me.
“I can pay in more ways than one,” he kissed my neck.
“Alright, alright. You’ve convinced me.”
Samuel
I went into one of the other rooms in the suite to get dressed for the evening so Averie could have the larger bathroom to herself. I had planned on taking her out to dinner and showing her around the town, but she informed me that she’d made plans for us for the evening. She instructed me to dress comfortably and wear athletic shoes.
I dressed in a white and yellow polo shirt, dark polo denim jeans and wore my white high-top Giuseppe sneakers. I waited for her in the living room of the suite.
She came out wearing a white crop top that showed off her mid-drift, a pair of light denim jeans which sat low on her waist and hugged her hips and a pair of whitePumasneakers.
“Vee, where are we going, and will I have to hurt someone for looking at you in those jeans?”
“We are going to have some fun. Larry helped me plan the evening and no, they can look, but you will be the one taking them off tonight.”
“Facts.”
She had a car waiting to drive us to our destination. We rode for about an hour before we pulled onto a dirt road and followed it to a clearing. It was a massive go-cart track complete with hay bales for walls and a stop and go signal. I hadn’t been to a go-cart track since I was a teenager.
