Page 10 of His Lucky Blessing

My neighbor stood about 5’11 with ice cold blue eyes and a nice physique. I forgot what I had went to bed in until he looked me over and I saw the bulge in his pants. He was cute and looked like he was working with some dick.

“I got your note but it was late. Why did you want me to call?”

“I just think neighbors should exchange numbers. You’ve been here for some time now and I haven’t seen anyone except your sister.”

“I’m not interested. Especially in a man that sleep with a public defender.”

“Oh her. She’s just something I do when her husband not acting right. I thought maybe since I was single and you…”

“I’m not single. Actually, that’s my husband calling me now. I gotta go.” I had never been so glad for my phone to ring. I knewmy neighbor wasn’t finished trying to get me. He was going to come up with something else as soon as I least expected it. It was cute but not cute enough to make me switch up my standards.

“Hello,” I answered the phone out of breath.

“Are you trying to flake out on a nigga? I’ve texted you twice. I don’t send a text more than once.”

“I was busy. If you’re going to take me on a date or deal with me period, you’re gonna have to get used to me being busy. I don’t drop what I’m doing to answer a nigga.”

“Okay, I’ll play this shit your way. Where is it I’m supposed to be meeting you at tonight?”

“Where are you close by?”

“Pick a spot anywhere, Blessyn. I’m all over the A. I’m treating you so you pick.”

“Ummm,” I thought about it. “Nah, I can’t go there because you probably don’t have anything nice to wear.”

“Fuck you just say?”

“Nothing.”

“Nah, wherever you was thinking that’s where we going. You really tried me up just then. What’s the name of the place?”

“It's a nice place called The Betty that I wanted to try. I mean if that’s too much, I understand.”

“A nigga been in Atlanta all his life and ain’t never heard of no shit like that, but okay. I’ll be there.”

“Okay.”

We both sat on the phone in silence just waiting to see who was going to say something next.

“I better go. I have to get myself together for tonight.”

“No panties.”

“What?”

“Don’t wear no panties. The last pair you had was ugly.”

“Fuck you,” I said before hanging up in his face.

Blessyn tried a nigga when she said I didn’t have anything nice to put on. She obviously didn’t realize who the fuck I was. I wore shit like a street nigga because I was in the streets because I liked to be comfortable. It was nothing to go in my closet and pull out some shit. I looked up the restaurant that she had sent me. Even though I knew how to dress nice, I had never been on a date in my life. The type of women that I fucked with only wanted the dick and a few bands to get their ass done. Blessyn was different she was making a nigga treat her right. The crazy thing was, I was kind of feeling the whole going on a date thing.

I walked into my closet and pulled down a Versace shirt that I bought last week along with black pants to match. She was about to see another side of me tonight. I showered, washed mybeard and brushed my waves. I stood in the mirror and checked my nose to make sure I didn’t have any hairs hanging out or any boogers. When I was satisfied with my appearance, I put my clothes on and went to my safe downstairs to pull out my black card.

Around six, I pulled out my garage with my Bentley truck. It was going to take me a lil’ minute to get over to the restaurant so I left in enough time so I could beat the traffic. It was never a good time to travel in Atlanta. As a man, I wanted to beat her there. She was already doubting me, so I had a point to prove tonight. I had a house not too far from the spot we were eating at. I never stayed there because it wasn’t shit on the side of town but it was relaxing. I pulled up to valet and let them park the car. The hostess escorted me to our table, and I was shocked to see Blessyn already sitting down. I looked at my watch to see if I was late. Shit, I still had thirty minutes to spare.

“Surprised to see me?” She crossed her hands on the table.

“Nah, not at all. I can tell you surprised to see me though. Did my outfit make the cut?” I held my hands up for to get a good look.

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