FIVE

SOLOMON

I'D BEEN TRUE to my words.Seven long days and nights passed, and not once did I pick up the phone to call her. She needed the time I promised her. Although it killed me not to at least hear her voice, she'd never come back to me if I pushed too soon after revealing everything.

But today was the day I'd promised to go and get my woman. Well, I'd promised myself, never telling her anything beyond the fact I was willing to give her a week to sort everything out.

Making sure to finish up any outstanding business I had by two in the afternoon, I grabbed for my cell and dialed her number.

"Hello." Her voice calmed the erratic thrum of my heart.

"Hi, Diva. How are you?"

"Fine."

The rude women's jaw hot the table , but she quickly gathered herself and stalked off in a huff.

"Wow. Where did that come from?" I dared to ask. There was no mistaking my pleasure. It only drove home how much she cared, her jealousy like a stamp of ownership all over me.

"Sorry. I normally wouldn't say anything, but I couldn't take her brazenness one more second. I had to say something. I mean, come on, she was being so freaking obvious, coming on to you every time she came over here."

I continued to smile, shaking my head in amusement.

"What ?" she asked, confusion plastered all over her face. She looked so beautiful, trying to hide a cluster of emotions. Our waitress had clearly riled her up, anger dancing on her brow. But confusion was there also, mainly at me. I was sure she wanted to know what I'd found so funny.

"I like the fact you're jealous over me. It makes me feel good. Makes me feel wanted."

There was no time for her to respond because we'd been interrupted once again. Out of the corner of my eye, I'd seen the waitress talking to the manager. He'd come over in a hurry to give me the bill, no doubt trying to quell any forthcoming issue.

Glancing down at the piece of paper, I grabbed a wad of bills from my wallet and threw everything back in the receipt holder.

"If you're the owner, why are you paying for the meal? Can't you write if off or something?"

"If I didn't pay for anything at any of my business, well, I wouldn't have any money, I suppose." I stood and held my hand out for her. When her fingers touched my palm, I felt a warmth only she could give me. It was wonderful. Magical even, although I didn't think I'd ever used such a word in my entire life.

As we walked toward the front door, I wrapped my arm around jet waist and pulled her close, kissing her temple. What I'd really wanted to do was claim her mouth, bit I thought better of it, not wanting to act too fast too soon.

On the drive home, all I could think about was how to make things right between us again. I was trying to do the whole nice-and-slow dance, but it was driving me insane. I hated that I'd fucked up so much her trust in me had been shaken. But I'd do whatever it took to make her fully come back to me, trusting me once more

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