little man on the wedding cake,” Marissa said. “I hope you have fun tonight.”
He hoped so too. Kolby looked at the clock. It was getting late. “I better get going.” He shoved his wallet and car keys into his pocket and put on his watch.
“Do you want me to wait up for you?” Marissa asked as she followed him out of the room and down the stairs.
“No, you have school tomorrow. I’ll try to be home early.” He didn’t expect to see his mother and sister waiting for him at the foot of the stairs.
“You look so handsome,” Genieva said. “Where are you taking Aliya?”
“To Antonio’s,” Kolby answered.
“Ooh, that very expensive Italian restaurant,” Genieva said.
“The food’s good,” Kolby said.
“You’re wearing a suit,” Sonya said. “I don’t think I’ve seen you in a suit in years.”
“I thought the change would do me good,” Kolby said. “It’s been a long time since I’ve felt like more than a rancher or a cowboy. Aliya makes me feel like a man.”
“Don’t stay out to late,” Genieva said. “Aliya has a class to teach tomorrow.”
“I won’t,” Kolby said. He kissed his mother, Genieva, and Marissa goodbye and left the house.
“Invite her here for dinner next weekend,” Sonya said.
Kolby smiled. That meant his mother was adjusting to his decision. He decided to take the town car instead of the truck and headed to town to Aliya’s apartment.
§§§
Aliya had never felt so nervous in her life. Genieva had called earlier to let her know that Kolby was on his way. She looked around her room, making sure that she’d put away any panties or bras that might have been dropped when she did her laundry. She’d cleaned the apartment thoroughly when she got home from the ranch, and made sure she washed the clothes she’d taken with her to get the barbecue and horse smells out. Kolby never returned the panties to her. He said he was keeping them as a souvenir. She heard a knock at the door. Aliya grabbed her black purse and walked to the living room. She opened the door.
“Hello, darling,” Kolby said.
He had on a suit, a black one that made him look like he’d stepped out of a sexy western.
“Hey,” Aliya said. “I’m ready.” She locked up the door.
“Your chariot awaits,” he said, leading her into the elevator.
She half expected to see Rosie outside tethered to a post. A black sedan would work too.
Aliya hadn’t remembered laughing so much in a long time. After dinner Kolby took her to Frankie’s. The bar wasn’t exactly what she expected. The people inside weren’t fighting this time but having fun playing darts, listening to music and dancing. Aliya also discovered that Marissa had told the truth. Her daddy was a good dancer— an excellent one.
“Oh look here,” someone said behind them once they had returned to the table.
“What are you doing here, Harry?” Kolby asked his cousin.
“I’m on a date.” He pulled the lucky woman forward. “Becky, this is my cousin Kolby and his date, Aliya Harris. People, this is Becky Brown.”
“It’s nice to meet you,” Aliya said to Becky. The lady with Harry was cute and young and she looked like a giggler.
“It’s nice to meet you too,” Becky said with a giggle.
“Man, do you have on a suit?” Harry asked Kolby. He turned to Aliya. “I don’t know what you did, but I haven’t seen him in a suit in years.”
“He looks very distinguished,” Aliya said.
Becky agreed with her.
“We’ll see you later,” Harry said, taking Becky’s hand. “She challenged me to a dart game.” Harry walked away with his date.
“I better take you home,” Kolby said. “Genieva told me not to keep you out late since you have to teach tomorrow.”
Aliya stood up. “Yeah. I have a lot of busy little minds to nurture.”
Kolby escorted her out of the bar and into the car. He drove to her apartment and she invited him inside for coffee. He settled for a little sex instead.
Aliya helped
He hoped so too. Kolby looked at the clock. It was getting late. “I better get going.” He shoved his wallet and car keys into his pocket and put on his watch.
“Do you want me to wait up for you?” Marissa asked as she followed him out of the room and down the stairs.
“No, you have school tomorrow. I’ll try to be home early.” He didn’t expect to see his mother and sister waiting for him at the foot of the stairs.
“You look so handsome,” Genieva said. “Where are you taking Aliya?”
“To Antonio’s,” Kolby answered.
“Ooh, that very expensive Italian restaurant,” Genieva said.
“The food’s good,” Kolby said.
“You’re wearing a suit,” Sonya said. “I don’t think I’ve seen you in a suit in years.”
“I thought the change would do me good,” Kolby said. “It’s been a long time since I’ve felt like more than a rancher or a cowboy. Aliya makes me feel like a man.”
“Don’t stay out to late,” Genieva said. “Aliya has a class to teach tomorrow.”
“I won’t,” Kolby said. He kissed his mother, Genieva, and Marissa goodbye and left the house.
“Invite her here for dinner next weekend,” Sonya said.
Kolby smiled. That meant his mother was adjusting to his decision. He decided to take the town car instead of the truck and headed to town to Aliya’s apartment.
§§§
Aliya had never felt so nervous in her life. Genieva had called earlier to let her know that Kolby was on his way. She looked around her room, making sure that she’d put away any panties or bras that might have been dropped when she did her laundry. She’d cleaned the apartment thoroughly when she got home from the ranch, and made sure she washed the clothes she’d taken with her to get the barbecue and horse smells out. Kolby never returned the panties to her. He said he was keeping them as a souvenir. She heard a knock at the door. Aliya grabbed her black purse and walked to the living room. She opened the door.
“Hello, darling,” Kolby said.
He had on a suit, a black one that made him look like he’d stepped out of a sexy western.
“Hey,” Aliya said. “I’m ready.” She locked up the door.
“Your chariot awaits,” he said, leading her into the elevator.
She half expected to see Rosie outside tethered to a post. A black sedan would work too.
Aliya hadn’t remembered laughing so much in a long time. After dinner Kolby took her to Frankie’s. The bar wasn’t exactly what she expected. The people inside weren’t fighting this time but having fun playing darts, listening to music and dancing. Aliya also discovered that Marissa had told the truth. Her daddy was a good dancer— an excellent one.
“Oh look here,” someone said behind them once they had returned to the table.
“What are you doing here, Harry?” Kolby asked his cousin.
“I’m on a date.” He pulled the lucky woman forward. “Becky, this is my cousin Kolby and his date, Aliya Harris. People, this is Becky Brown.”
“It’s nice to meet you,” Aliya said to Becky. The lady with Harry was cute and young and she looked like a giggler.
“It’s nice to meet you too,” Becky said with a giggle.
“Man, do you have on a suit?” Harry asked Kolby. He turned to Aliya. “I don’t know what you did, but I haven’t seen him in a suit in years.”
“He looks very distinguished,” Aliya said.
Becky agreed with her.
“We’ll see you later,” Harry said, taking Becky’s hand. “She challenged me to a dart game.” Harry walked away with his date.
“I better take you home,” Kolby said. “Genieva told me not to keep you out late since you have to teach tomorrow.”
Aliya stood up. “Yeah. I have a lot of busy little minds to nurture.”
Kolby escorted her out of the bar and into the car. He drove to her apartment and she invited him inside for coffee. He settled for a little sex instead.
Aliya helped
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