“Naw, that ain’t me.”
“Mmhmm, okay.”
“You like pushing men away?”
“Huh? Why would you ask me that?”
“You believe you’re problematic enough to keep anyone from lasting long in your life?”
“Well, no. I just… shit, I’m sorry.”
“No need to apologize. Just making an observation.”
“I must do better. I’m not used to this.”
“It’s all good. I’ll break down all those barriers in due time.”
TWELVE
Brandy Davenport
AS WE WALKED TO ARMOND’S TRUCK I couldn’t help but look every which way. I didn’t need Jeffrey tailing us and causing a scene once we arrived at Darby’s. What was crazier to me was the look in Armond’s eyes every time I glanced his way.
His eyes were loving and concerned. No man had ever looked at me the way he did. Those low eyes made my body tingle and as soon as I planted my butt in the cozy leather backseat on his truck, it seemed like all thoughts of Jeffrey disappeared.
I settled into my seat and pulled out my cellphone to text my sister. She had been all too excited to learn about our trip. I threw in that I met someone who might be special and she sent me so many ass shaking GIFs I couldn’t help but giggle. Now that I was back home and Armond was still with me, I knew this really could be.
He took his time planning our reunion at the airport and his jet was beautiful. Flying in that way would spoil me rotten. If this was how billionaires lived daily, then sign my ass up.
I sent her a picture of Armond and me from the jet and she quickly responded.
Sissy boo- Bish, I know good and well that ain’t who I think it is.
Me- What do you mean? Don’t scare me right now. I’m literally in his truck heading to eat.
Sissy boo- No, don’t be scared, but bish, you don’t see the resemblance?
Me- To who, hoe?
Sissy boo- Arlando! I swear they’re related. Ask him. Like right now.
Me- Girl bye, ain’t no way. I would’ve…
Before I could finish typing, I received a picture of her boyfriend and my phone dropped in my lap. How in the hell did I not notice it sooner?
“Armond?”
“Yeah, honeybee,” he said as he continued typing on his laptop.
“You have a brother, right?”
He chuckled then put his attention on me.
“You already know that. What’s this about?”
I showed him the picture and he smiled. “Yeah, that’s my brother, Arlando… wait… how did you get that?”
“My sister is Chardonnay, Armond.” I smiled.
