Page 41 of Fever: Love In Scrubs
“Well, don’t you look handsome.”
“I know.”
She rolled her eyes. “I hope you enjoy your date. Make sure you take pictures so I can see this mystery woman.”
“Actually, she might not be a mystery to you. Y’all are the same age, and she grew up here.”
“Really? Who is she?”
“Wynter Driscoll.”
Her eyes widened. “Really? Wow. I haven’t seen her in what? Fifteen years? How did that happen?”
“I did an autopsy on her father.”
“Wait, he died?”
“A couple months ago.”
“Damn. I’m sorry to hear that. School used to be hell for her. The kids were horrible to her because of her living situation with her dad. I always wished that I had made friends with her. She seemed like a nice girl.”
“Well, maybe you will get a chance to make friends with her soon.”
“Maybe. The way she’s had you smiling and shit, I can tell you like her. I haven’t seen you smile like that since before your divorce.”
I rubbed the back of my neck. “I know. I guess back then I never thought I’d have to date again.”
“Me either. I still say you should have let me dog walk that bitch when you found out what she was doing. I could have worn a ski mask or something so she didn’t know it was me. Either way, she deserved to get touched.”
I shook my head. “She did, but I couldn’t do that. Now if I didn’t have Jamari, that would have been a different story.”
“Absolutely. If it wasn’t for my niece, nothing but the blood of Jesus would have kept me off her. Gon’ cheat on you?Mybrother? Fuck no.”
I laughed to myself. Asia had always been just as protective of me as I was of her. I had about a foot on her in height and at least fifty pounds in weight, but she was the big little sister. If I told her to jump Amandela right now, she wouldn’t hesitate.
Asia sighed. “Anyway. Go pick up your date. I want details when you come get Jamari.”
“I hear you, sis.”
She kissed my cheek and stood. “Oh, and good job upgrading from your trash ass baby mama. I don’t know Wynter, but anything is better than the bitch you had a baby with. I can’t believe you raw-dogged that hoe.”
“Just wait until I tell you the latest news. We’re gonna discuss it tomorrow.”
“Now, why would you tell me that at this very moment when you know I’m nosy?”
“My bad.”
She mushed my head. “Have a good night and you better come ready to spill the tea tomorrow. And take pictures!”
“I got you.”
She left my room and a few seconds later, I heard the front door close. I finished getting ready and shot Wynter a text that I was about to leave. She told me she would be ready. I smiled, hoping tonight would be everything I planned it to be.
I couldn’t takemy eyes off Wynter.
When she’d opened her front door, I was floored by how beautiful she looked. I’d given her a suggestion as far as attire for the evening earlier this week, and she’d executed it perfectly. Tonight, she was dressed in a black dress that hugged her at the bust and waist and flared out at the bottom. The hem stopped above her knees and the whole thing accentuated her round backside.
Her thick thighs were clad in mesh tights with intricate designs. Now that her boot was gone, her feet were a pair of black pumps that put her eye level with me. She’d straightened her hair and given it soft curls that framed her beautiful, make up free face. I noticed that she’d gotten her nails and lashes done too. Everything about her was stunning tonight.
