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“Kami, I got a lot of shit going on. I want you to be safe. It’s not that I don’t want you, ’cause I do. Just… let me handle shit on my end.”
“Okay. Whatever. So you’re asking me to wait?”
I thought about her question for a moment. Would I ever be ready for a relationship? If the day came that I was, I wanted it to be with her. Whenever I was ready to live in my truth with her would be the day I was ready. “I suppose I am.”
“Just promise you ain’t stringing me along. Don’t have me waiting for shit you have no intentions of giving.”
“Meet me in the Bahamas. We can spend time together away from everything.”
She huffed, and I could hear the irritation in it. “First of all, Nathaniel, I can’t just leave the country. I have a job, no matter how miniscule to you, that I can’t just take off from. Secondly, I have kids that need me. Thirdly, I don’t have any vacation time left, and I can’t afford to take off. You’re being mysterious and, in this moment, I don’t like it. I’ll wait, but I won’t wait forever.”
She ended the call again. I knew she didn’t deserve this shit, but I didn’t want to let her go. Fuck. I couldn’t seem to get myself together. It was like I was on a downward spiral, and I didn’t like the way that shit felt. Regardless of how lonely I was before, I’d take that any day over how I felt now. If I could, I would leave the country and take her with me. However, her kids’ father was the issue. She wouldn’t take them away from him… understandably so. I felt like I was simply doomed. I’d allowed myself to develop feelings for a woman that I most likely wouldn’t be able to be with.
Having enough money should have been the least of her worries. She had to know that if I asked her to meet me, I would be funding the trip and lacing her pockets. I wouldn’t dare ask her to put herself in a bind that way when I had millions.
When I walked back over to Corey, he said, “Go inside and chill out in one of the bedrooms. My nieces and parents are coming over for a little bit. They remember when you died, and I spoke at a fucking fake funeral.”
I couldn’t help but smirk, because I remembered all the kind words Sonya had said that he’d said about me and the truth he told about how much I loved her. “A’ight. I suppose I can take food in there then.”
“Yeah. And you can call and get shit together with your lady friend. You ought to fly her in. I’ll show you how to lock up and shit when you leave. You’re always welcome to use my house until you decide what you’re going to do.”
“Damn. For real?”
“Yeah. Call her back.”
That shit took a load off. Most likely, her baby daddy had the kids, and I remembered her telling me she was off this weekend. After looking up flight info, I called her back. “What, Nathaniel?”
“If I bought you a plane ticket to New Orleans, would you come?”
“Now. There’s a flight leaving out in less than two hours.”
“Okay, but I have to be back by six Sunday evening.”
“It’s roundtrip and the flight returns Sunday at three.”
She took a deep breath and when she exhaled, I could hear the tremble in her breath. I had to tell her something. “When you get here, I’ll explain more. Now get off the phone so you can pack. I’ll send you the itinerary.”
“Okay. See you in a few hours,” she said excitedly.
I chuckled as I ended the call. This felt so right. However, I knew that there was a possibility she wouldn’t want anything else to do with me. There wouldn’t be an in between. I would have to tell her everything. Damn.