does your wife think about that?" She asked as she crossed her arms over her chest and eyed the handsome attorney.
“Who Peaches? I told you Peaches and I are not married." Charles quickly responded.
“Really? Because you sure act like you're married." Mercedes countered as she rolled her eyes.
“Actually, that's what I want to talk to you about. I'm tired of sneaking around and making excuses to be with you. I've out grown Peaches. I need a sassy, vibrant, sexy, young woman like you by my side."
“I don't know how you even bare to be seen in public with her big Ghetto Fabulous ass." Mercedes remarked as she continued to play with the flowers petals.
“Mercedes, what I'm trying to say is that I love you and I want to take our relationship to the next level."
“Charles I've already told you that you can't live with me. I'm looking for a husband, not a roommate."
“Mercedes I know! That's why I was wondering..." Charles hesitated briefly before getting down on one knee. He sucked in a big breath and pulled a ring box from his lapel pocket. Opening it he asked, “Mercedes, will you marry me?”
~*~*~
Now as fate would have it Peaches arrived to the restaurant out of breath with her shoes in her hand a few minutes earlier. Struggling to put her shoes back on as she approached the restaurant’s entrance she dropped her clutch purse. The clasp popped open and everything in it spilled out onto the sidewalk. She was officially pissed.
“Seriously? Oh come on!" She vented in frustration. “What the hell?”
An extremely handsome, well dressed young man who happened to be walking by gallantly stopped to help her retrieve it contents. “Here, let me help you." His sultry, sexy voice offered as he helped her recover the contents of her purse from the sidewalk.
“Thanks. I'm usually not this clumsy… It’s just that I’m so nervous. I'm on my way to meet my boyfriend. I think he's going to propose. Everything has gone wrong since I got his call to meet him here. I must look a hot ass mess!" She babbled.
Their eyes met for the very first time and a sexy smile kissed his face as they stood. He admired her beauty before reaching over and gently removing a loose curl which had fallen out of place into her face. “You look beautiful. He's a very lucky man to have a woman as stunning and elegant as you."
Peaches smiled brightly as the young gentleman hustled over to hold the restaurant door open for her. “Here let me get the door for you.”
Anxious, Peaches quickly smoothed her clothing. “How do I look?” She asked her handsome knight in shining armor.
Carefully eyeing the seductive beauty a sexy grin transformed his face. “You look amazing. Congratulations on your engagement.” Taking a second look at the vivacious Peaches as she passed him to enter the restaurant he couldn’t shake the feeling that they’d met somewhere before.
Now, there was no line waiting to be seated, but the Hostess was busy on the phone when Peaches arrived at the expensive, upscale restaurant. Peaches apprehensively scanned the large room for Charles but didn’t see him. So, she impatiently waited for the hostess to get off of the phone.
Rashawn waited patiently in line behind her. There was something about her that captivated him. He just couldn’t put his finger on it. Yes, she was a gorgeous big, bold and beautiful woman, but there was something else that drew his attention to her. He couldn’t keep his eyes off of her.
Finally losing her patience Peaches attempted to take a look at the reservation sheet. Catching her in the act, the hostess quickly put the caller on hold. “I'm sorry to keep you waiting. May I help you?"
“Yes, as a matter fact you may. My name is Georgia Porter and I'm meeting my date here. The reservations are probably in his name, Charles Preston." Peaches responded in her professional voice.
Something about those names immediately sparked the interest of