A few people braved the food table, but they all seemed to take a few bites and then leave their plates untouched.
Rewards were given out.
Carter received a reward for his dedication and his time at being with the company for sixteen years.
Once he was back at our table, I leaned over and asked, “You’ve had to come to sixteen of these?”
He looked down at me and nodded.
Since it was him, knowing there was no one else I’d ever offer it to, I said, “I’ll come to the rest of them with you. If you want.”
He winked, “Appreciate that, Darling.”
That was something else I’d started noticing.
He didn’t call me Darling that often.
It had honestly started about three weeks after I graduated from high school.
And only then, when something I had said or done meant something to him, did he refer to me as Darling.
Granger sighed, and then I looked at him and asked, “Everything okay?”
Tatum nodded, “Yeah, just this woman that won’t take a hint.”
I grinned, then looked at Granger and asked, “Care to have some help?”
Carter laughed, “Take her up on it. Trust me.”
Granger nodded, then handed me his phone, “Name is Kendra.”
I found her name, then pressed the button.
And I also pressed the speaker button.
Putting it in front of me, I listened to it ring, and on the third ring I heard, “Granger, baby, finally. When are you going to put me out of my misery? I’ve been patient long enough. It’s time you made a woman out of me.”
I paused, then said, “Oh, sugar, I am so sorry. It took forever to get Granger in my bed, too. But let me tell you something, itwas so worth the wait. Now, don’t get me wrong, I love his big dick, but I didn’t like pushing his six kids out of my vagina.”
Granger’s mouth dropped open indignantly.
Carter’s shoulders were shaking in laughter.
Tatum was giggling.
Kendra gasped, then, “Really? Wait... who is this?”
“Oh, I’m the mother of his six kids,” I said.
And I waited.
Kendra said moments later, “Wait, he has kids?”
I grinned, “In my dreams, he does. My name is Harlee. I was currently in a meeting with him. I’m his lawyer. When he told me about a woman who needed to learn what the word no meant, I demanded to speak to you. You make all the women who have said no weep in tears. You should be ashamed of yourself. And if you don’t stop contacting him, you will be served with a cease-and-desist order, as well as a restraining order, and anything else I can pin on you.”
I took a breath, and a shot in the dark, then said, “I have records of all the text messages you’ve sent to him that he hasn’t replied to. I also have proof of when he told you no, as well as the missed calls and voicemails. Believe me, I’ve gotten people to back off with a whole lot less. Now, please make my day and push me. It’s been a while since I’ve had fun.”
And then, the call ended.
