Page 21 of His Noble Heart
“Ha! That’s true. My bad, God.”
“It sounds like this is about more than just your libido,” she continued.
“Maybe, but let’s not disregard my libido. She is very much a part of what’s happening because I’ve never dated anyone with tattoo sleeves and plaits.”
“Are you saying he doesn’t appear to be your type?” Indira asked.
“Yes . . . No . . . Well, maybe. Hell, I don’t know.”
“Hmm . . . That’s interesting. Not too long ago, you said you didn’t know what your type was, but you knew what it wasn’t. Where does he fit?” she pressed.
“I don’t know, but I have to let him scratch this itch or I might go crazy.”
“Okay, here’s the plan. Before you go anywhere with him, I want to know where you’re going, a picture of his driver’s license, license plate, the make and model of his car, and all of his social media handles. Also, make sure you take your gun and make sure he knows you shoot first, and ask questions later,” Talia offered.
“I got you, Sis. Let me get ready. I’ll send everything to you before we leave.”
“You know what? Maybe we should come over and—” Indira began.
“No! I don’t need y’all to come over. I’ll send everything Lia said before we leave. Love y’all.”
“Love you too.” They chimed before the call ended.
I thought I would chicken out by the time I finished showering, applying a light beat to my face, and getting dressed. Instead, I was more excited about spending time with Rowdy than I had been before.
“Your sisters don’t play about you, huh?” Rowdy asked as he drove us to Luxor, an upscale restaurant downtown.
“My family don’t play about each other, but I can protect myself if need be.”
I patted my purse while smiling knowingly. Rowdy glanced down, and when he realized what I meant, he nodded with a smirk.
“I would never guess you were carrying, but that’s good. It’s still nice that your family looks out for each other. I’m the same with my mother and sister. It’s been just us for most of my life, so I’ve been their protector since I got a lil weight on me.”
“How old is your sister?” I asked.
“Seventeen going on thirty. She’s actually going to OC High School for her senior year. I need you to keep an eye on her because she can be more than a handful.”
“What school did she attend last year?”
“We just moved here about a month ago from Savannah.”
“Oh, really? I guess that explains why I’ve never seen you. What made y’all move here?”
“My uncle is preparing for retirement, and he wants me to take over his shop. I’m as close as he’ll ever get to a son because he doesn’t have children.”
“That’s awesome. Congratulations.”
“It’ll probably be a couple of years before he retires and thinks I’m ready to take over, but thank you.”
“You’re welcome. What does your mom do?”
“She’s on the janitorial staff at the hospital.”
“At OC General?” He nodded. “It’s known as the best hospital in Georgia. I’m sure she’ll enjoy working there.”
“As much as one can enjoy cleaning up after people,” he mumbled.
“Umm, it doesn’t sound like you like your mother’s career choice. What’s that about?”
