“No, Cam. I know that things are kind of tight for you financially. I don’t mind taking turns with the bill,” Demi assured him.

“Girl, this food is cheap as hell. This shit ain’t gon’ break me like that,” Cam laughed.

“Still, it’s only fair that we both do our part. I want to pay the tabs for those three tables over there, along with ours,” Demi said to the waitress, pointing to a few tables with small kids seated at them all, along with their parents.

“That nigga just don’t know what he got,” Cam said, shaking his head while referring to Demi’s husband. If Asha was anything like Demi, he would have put a ring on it a long time ago.

“You better tell him friend. He be acting like he don’t know,” Demi laughed.

Cam was always boosting up her self-esteem and she loved that about him. Kamari did the same thing, but it felt good hearing it from someone else.Kamari was her husband, so he probably felt obligated to compliment her.

“You think you’ll be able to get away in the morning? Maybe we can try that new place that you were telling me about,” Cam said as they both stood up from their table.

“Yeah, I usually go to church with my mama on Sundays, but I can meet you before then,” Demi agreed as she locked arms with Cam and walked outside.

“Nine o’clock, right?” Cam asked, referring to their normal meeting time.

“Nine o’clock,” Demi repeated.

She and Cam exchanged a quick hug before going to their separate cars. Cam was on his way to meet up with his boys, and Demi was going to get pampered. Asha was out with Nia and his cousins, and he prayed that she didn’t come home any time soon.