Page 28 of His Noble Heart
I sat up and looked around. The auditorium was still dark with light coming only from the screen, which currently displayed text that was too small for any normal sighted human being to read.
“What did I miss?”
“Not a damn thing. This shit was boring as hell. I know the next few days will be full of turn, talk, and share, but at least we won’t have to sit through any more of this bullshit.”
“Are we about to break for lunch?”
“Tuh! I wish. It’s only ten o’clock, but we have a fifteen-minute break. Let’s go outside.”
She dragged me from my seat, and I struggled to keep up with her. When we got outside, we sat on a bench in front of the building.
“You need to slow down, ma’am. I’m sore as hell,” I told her.
“What the hell did you do last night? Last time I checked, you didn’t have a man, and you were on a dating break.”
“I still don’t have a man, but the dating break might be over. I’m not sure though. This might have been a one-time thing.”
“Talk and talk fast! Please and thank you!”
“Where the hell have you been?”my mother shouted as soon as I entered our house, popping me on the back of my head with a rolled-up magazine.
“Chill, Ma. I was out.”
“No shit, Rowdy. Out where?”
“Ma, I’m grown.”
“I don’t give a damn if you’re grown. You think just because you’re grown, I’m not supposed to worry about you?”
“I ain’t say that, but you need to calm down. I had a date and stayed at her place.”
“You couldn’t have called or sent a damn text to let me know you weren’t coming home?”
“I didn’t plan to stay, but time got away from me.”
She shook her head in disgust and disappointment.
“Next time you don’t plan to come home, tell me. We’re in a new and unfamiliar city. I thought you?—”
“My bad, Ma. You’re right, and I’m sorry for making you worry. I need to get ready for work.”
I leaned in to kiss her cheek and she backed away. “I don’t know where your mouth has been.”
I laughed. “Damn, Ma. You think I would kiss you after?—”
“Bye, boy. I’m going to work. See if your sister needs anything before you leave.”
“I’ll see you later,” I said as she left out of the door I’d just entered.
I yawned on my way to my bedroom. If I could sleep for the rest of the day, I would. Noelani was under the impression that fucking all night was something I did often. Little did she know, her pussy was what kept me going. The last time a woman had that kind of effect on me was in my early twenties.
My first and only serious girlfriend, Marlena, had my heart. We dated for a year and a half, but her parents hated me. I somewhat understood because we were from different worlds. Her family was wealthy and expected her to be with someone from a family as wealthy or wealthier than them.
They did their best to break us up, but she stood ten toes down for me . . . until she didn’t. I didn’t know what her parents finally said to convince her to end things, but she did. My pride wouldn’t let me beg her to stay with me, so I hadn’t seen or spoken to her since the day she broke my heart.
About six months after she ended things with me, her mother showed up at my house. I was surprised because I didn’t know she knew where I lived. She came to tell me that Marlena was happily married and expecting a child. After confirming the child wasn’t mine, I asked why she felt the need to come to myhouse to share that information. She said, “Because I want you to stay away.”
She even offered me money to do so, but I declined. I suspected Marlena wasn’t as happy as her mother wanted me to believe, but she was no longer my concern. She made her choice, and she had to live with it.
