The Diva Behind Lies Unleashed Tammara Matthews
1.) What inspired you to write
Lies Unleashed?
After reading numerous novels from the age
of 15 on up, I was determined to write
one of my own that readers wouldn’t want
to put down. One day I came up with a
concept and just started writing and
couldn’t stop. It was to the point where I could
barely keep up with the thoughts
processing in my head, like I was being forced to
keep writing if it makes any sense. After
that Lies Unleashed was born.
I began writing my first novel in 2008 but
prior to that I had been writing all my life as
writing has always been my passion.
3.) Which character in the story
did you have fun writing?
That’s
a hard question, I had fun writing both Ariel and Shawn’s character seeing how
they were the most devious characters in
the book. They’re stories alone kept me busy
coming up with new ideas which made the
novel fun to write.
4.) How can readers keep up with
you? twitter facebook etc?
I
can be visited and contacted at www.tammaramatthews.com,
twitter@AuthorTammara, Facebook.com/Tammara.Matthews,
and
www.delphinepublications.com.
5.) Tell us about the publishing
process for Lies Unleashed?
Actually
I first self-published Lies Unleashed in 2009 but I wasn’t doing to well
on my own so I continued to submit my
manuscript and eventually got picked up
by Delphine Publications. After signing on
with Delphine they redesigned the
book, we changed the name, and reedited the
manuscript, making it into the book
that you see today. The publishing process
was great and I was thankful that I was
allowed participation in the process.
I
like to sing, write and record music, and spend time with my family and pets.
7.) Tell all the readers
something about you that no one knows.
I love animals just as much as I
love writing. Also I’ve always wanted to write a
paranormal fiction novel which I plan to
do in the near future.
8.) Is Lies Unleashed based on a
true story?
No
My
plans for the future are to continue producing great entertaining novels and I
am
currently working on Lies Unleashed 2,
which will be coming out in the Fall of this
year.
10.) Any shout outs you want to
give?
I
would like to give a shout out to all of my friends, family, and fans. Also to
my
fellow Delphine authors and all aspiring
authors who are working hard to make
things happen.
BIO
LIES UNLEASHED
SYNOPSIS
In my novel Lies Unleashed, I take readers into the lives of colorful characters whose relationships are turned upside down when they can t seem to let go. Meet Niki, a partner at a law firm, who learns that her fiancĂ© Shawn had a little too much fun at his bachelor s party. She calls it quits, then meets Donte, who quickly sweeps her off her feet. But Shawn refuses to let go, causing Niki’s new relationship with Donte utter chaos. Then to further complicate the situation, Shawn’s brother James enters the picture, spinning a web of intrigue. Niki confides in her best friend, Charlene, who thinks she’s found a winner in Mason until she receives a threatening call one day from his wife/baby mother, which causes a whirlwind of drama to unfold. Watch as lives are transformed as multiple plots overlap in my debut novel as the saga continues.
Excerpt From Lies Unleashed
It’s
8 o’clock in the morning, and I’m just waking up again after getting up at 5 to
fix my niece, Danielle, something to eat. After
eating, we stayed up for a while and watched a little TV. We didn’t go back to
sleep until 6 in the morning. Now I’m up once again getting her ready for her
parents to pick her up and take her to school. Speaking of the devil, there
they are now.
“Hey,
Tanya, where is Darnell?”
“Outside
waiting in the car. You know how he is. Always Mr. Impatient.”
“Yeah,
I know,” I replied agreeing with Tanya. “He thinks we’ll take too long if he
comes in. But he doesn’t have to worry about that today. Shoot, I’m tired and
ready to go back to bed. Danielle wore me out these past two days, not to
include this morning, but we had fun.”
“Danielle!
Come say good-bye to your aunt Niki so we can go. You know we don’t have much
time!” Tanya yelled. “So are you coming to her birthday party tomorrow?”
“Yeah,
I should be able to make it,” I smiled.
“I
can’t believe she’ll be seven years old. My baby’s growing up fast.”
“I
know. Who would’ve thought out of all of us you’d have a baby first, Tanya?”
“I
know. I was the main one swearing up and down I wasn’t gonna have no kids, but
I’m glad I did . . . Well, I guess we’ll see you tomorrow. Give your aunt a
kiss good-bye, Danielle.”
“Bye,
Aunt Niki,” Danielle said as she kissed me on my cheek.
“Bye,
sweetie, I’ll see you tomorrow, OK?”
“OK.”
“Oh,
tell Darnell I said hello,” I yelled waving them good-bye.
“Good,
now I can get some sleep.”
As
soon as I lay down in my comfortable bed underneath my big goose down comforter
and started to doze off I heard another knock at the door. Damn, people just won’t let me go to sleep! “Who is it?”
“It’s
Shawn.”
“What
do you want? I already told you it’s over!”
“I
know, but I need to talk to you. Can I come in?”
“Hell,
no! We’re not together so why are you here?”
“To
explain what happened and plead my case.”
“It
won’t do you any good because we’re still not getting back together, but OK,
I’ll give you five minutes.”
“Thanks
for letting me in. It’s cold outside,” Shawn said rubbing his hands together.
“Look
just get to the point. You got four minutes, now!”
“OK,
OK! Look, I made a mistake, but I want to make it right so we can get back
together. What happened really wasn’t what it seemed.”
“What
do you mean it wasn’t what it seemed? You cheated on me at your bachelor’s
party with a stripper!” I glared at him.
“I
know, I know, but you don’t understand. They took advantage of me! I was
drunk.”
“They?
What do you mean, ‘they’? It was more than one? You slept with two women?”
“I
was drunk, Niki, I don’t remember all the details of that night!” Shawn said
rubbing his face.
“Let
me ask you this then, did you use protection?”
“Huh?”
Shawn replied dumbfounded.
“Don’t
play stupid with me. Did you use protection with those disease-infested whores
you fucked?”
“You
want the truth?”
“What
the fuck you think, Shawn?”
“I
don’t know if I did or didn’t. I told you I was drunk.”
“You
nasty bastard. Your shit probably itchin’ and burnin’ right now! Oooh, I’m so
glad I didn’t sleep with you when you came home that night. I might’ve gotten
every disease under the blue moon from you! You know what? Get the hell out of
my house!”
“No,
I’m not going nowhere,” Shawn said staring at me.
“You
don’t have an option. Now get the hell out of my house!”
“Niki,
I told you I’m not leaving until we fix this!”
“We
ain’t fixing shit, now get out before I call the cops and have them escort you
out!”
“Fuck
you, Niki! I wish you would try to
call the cops. I’ll smack the shit out of you!”
“Oh,
you got me fucked up!” I yelled thinking he had clearly lost his mind.
We
stared each other down for a minute, but noticing he wouldn’t budge, I finally
gave in. “OK, we can talk,” I said irritated. “I gotta go to the bathroom real
quick though so go ahead and have a seat.”
The
next thing you know I was storming out of the bathroom holding a silver .25
automatic pistol with a custom-made pearl handle at the back of his head. “So
you ready to leave now?”
“You
wouldn’t shoot me!”
“Try
me!” I said loading one in the chamber. There were three bullets in the clip,
and I only needed one. I have very good aim.
“I’m
not scared of that gun, Niki. I’m not leaving!” Shawn got up and began to come
toward me with his fists clenched, and that’s when I did it. I shot that
bastard right in his foot!
“Ahh!”
Shawn yelled in pain.
“Next
time it’ll be where the sun don’t shine, and I’m not talking about your ass,
either! I hope the next woman won’t be looking for kids!”
“You
crazy bitch!”
“Shut
up and get the hell out of my house, and don’t come back or ever call me
again!”
“Don’t
worry, I won’t!” Shawn spat in pain.
I
had that fool limping all the way home. After that, I was able to sleep as
peaceful as a baby.
Now that I’m refreshed I can get some
things done. Let’s see, I need to exercise, go grocery shopping, and I guess I’ll
finish the day off with some shopping at St. Louis Mills Mall. A lady has to
reward herself somehow, especially after the morning I’ve had.
After
jogging and doing my morning workout routine I took a bath, did my hair, picked
out something casual to wear, and headed for the grocery store. Thanksgiving
will be here in about a week, and I like to be ready ahead of time. Besides,
Shop-N-Save always has good sales around the holidays. St. Louis around this
time of year can be a bit chilly so I grabbed my mid-length leather coat and
headed out the door.
While
shopping around I noticed a sign for fresh baked Sweet Potato pies 2 for $5.
You know that’s my favorite so I headed over. There were only two pies left,
and I had to have ’em. I raced over to pick them up, but lo and behold, another
lady obviously had her eyes on the same prize so it was on. The path was clear, and the goal was near so I briskly
walked over to claim my prize. The other lady, on the other hand, was cutting
people off with her cart, damn near running people over and racing through the
aisles like a madwoman just for a couple of pies. By time she made it to the
pies they were already mine for the taking, so she just stood there looking
stupid and embarrassed for almost injuring people with her cart for some damn
pies that were already taken. I can’t believe how silly some people are.
Now
that I’ve got everything on my grocery list I was standing in line waiting to
check out, but just my luck, I got behind a lady with a million WIC coupons.
After waiting in line for what felt like an hour, I finally made it out of the
grocery store and home to put everything away. Then it was time to head to the
mall and do some serious shopping.
The
drive there was pretty nice, the crowds weren’t too large, and the majority of
the stores had just received and put out their new stock so I was practically
floating on cloud nine. After shopping till I dropped I headed over to the food
court, picked up some tacos and nachos, and sat down at a table to enjoy my
meal, but before I could take a bite, I saw some fools heading over this way
yelling, “What’s up, Shorty?”
“One,
I’m not your Shorty, and shouldn’t you be in school somewhere learning
something?”
“Nah,
Ma, we outta school.”
“How
old are you?”
“I’m
22, and my man here is 23. We just here checkin’ out the sites, you know?” the
dudes replied.
So
I decided to humor myself. “So what do you and your friend do for a living?”
“We
hustle and slang a little somethin’ on the side, you know. A nine to five just
ain’t for a dude like me.”
“So
what do you hustle?”
“Bootleg
CDs and movies,” his friend chimed in with a grin on his face and a mouth full
of gold teeth.
“So,
you wanna buy one?”
“No,
thanks.”
“You
sure? We sell more than just movies and CDs. We can get just about anything you
want.”
“Is
that so?”
“Yeah,
Ma, you name it we got it.”
“OK,
how about a Dodge Viper GT?”
“Oh,
you got jokes, Ma, huh? Real funny. We good, but we ain’t that good.” The guy
smiled also displaying a gold grill.
“So
you got a man or a number or somethin’?”
“Yes,
actually I do.”
“Y’all
married or engaged or somethin’?”
“Actually,
we are.”
“Then
where’s your engagement or weddin’ ring?” the guy quizzed.
“My
fiancé had to get it fitted because it was too small. He also wanted to get it
engraved.”
“Oh,
that’s nice, Ma, but I think you’d be happier wit’ me.”
“Thanks,
but no thanks. I’m happy where I am.”
“Alright,
then, Ma, it was nice talkin’ to you, and if you change your mind, here’s my
card. You can give me a call anytime at any of those numbers. Oh, I’m Tate, and
that’s Ron aka Sly. I didn’t get your name,” Tate said extending his hand to
me.
“I’m
Sandra.”
“Well,
it was a pleasure meetin’ you, Sandra, and I hope to hear from you soon, real soon,” Tate said holding my hand a
little too long.
Snatching
my hand back I smiled and waved good-bye. I know! I know! I just lied about
having a man and gave them a fake name, but really, what would you have done?
Once again I’m trying to eat, and then I feel a tap on my shoulder. “Yes?” I
answered a little irritable thinking it was Tate and Sly. As I looked up I saw
the most handsome man I’d ever seen in my life.
“Oh,
I’m so sorry, sir, I thought you were someone else.”
“I
know, the two little idiots that just left your table.”
“How
did you know?”
“I
saw them walking away when I was walking up.”
“Well,
how can I help you?”
“I
just wanted to return your ID card. You left it in the store back there. I
tried to get your attention then, but you were hauling ass.”
“I
know, I was pretty hungry,” I laughed.
“Well,
that’s all I wanted. Have a nice day,” the man said and began to walk away.
“Wait,
can I get you something to eat maybe? You did just return something very
important to me.”
“Nah,
I’m OK, have a nice evening,” he replied with a smile and continued walking.
Damn that sucks.
He was fine too, I thought to myself disappointed. Oh well
. . .
Donte
and Mason
“Aye,
Donte, did you catch up wit ole girl?” Mason asked.
“Yeah,
she was fine too.”
“So
what happened?”
“I
gave her the ID back, told her to have a nice day, and walked away.”
“What!
Are you serious, man?” Mason stopped in his tracks.
“I
didn’t want to come on too strong. Besides, I’m sure I’ll see her again.”
“And
how can you be so sure about that?” Mason laughed.
“I
just got this feeling we’ll meet again.”
“And
what if it doesn’t happen?”
“Then
it just wasn’t meant to be,” I replied nonchalant.
“I
ain’t gonna lie though, the way you carried it was real crazy. That was some
playa shit right there. I know she was sitting there looking like, what the
hell! Probably wondering why you didn’t holler at her,” Mason said laughing.
“I
was feeling her, but I wasn’t gonna let her know that. I will if I see her
again though.”
“How
you know she’s feeling you?”
“If
you could’ve seen the look on her face, believe me, you would’ve known too,” I
smiled feeling cocky.
“Shoot,
you better hope I don’t meet her first cuz I’m a have to get her number.”
“Please!
You ain’t her type, Mason!”
“We’ll
see.”
“No,
we won’t because I’d have to intercept on that one.”
“Whatever,
man, so what you wanna do now?” Mason asked waving me off.
“Let’s
go grab something to eat. We gotta meet up with Jerome and his boy around 6
o’clock to shoot some hoops.”
“That’s
what’s up. Y’all bet on this?”
“Hell,
yeah, and I got some nice money on this one too, so you better bring your ‘A’
game.”
“And
if I don’t, don’t worry. I’m sure you make more than enough money throughout
the week that it won’t even graze your pockets,” Mason smiled.
“That
don’t mean I wanna lose.”
“So
what do I get out of the deal?” Mason asked.
“Half
of what I make, which won’t be chump change.”
“Alright,
bet!”
Niki
I
just made it back home from the mall, and I’m beat. About an hour later I’m
kicked back and relaxing while watching How
Stella Got Her Groove Back and the next thing I know my phone is ringing.
“Hello?”
“Hey,
girl!”
“Oh,
hey, Charlene, what you doing?”
“Nothing
really, I just called to see if you wanted to go out tonight.”
“Where
are you trying to take me now?”
“To
that new lounge that just opened up, Escotta.”
“I
don’t know. The last time we went out somewhere we were damn near running from
the cops for something as silly as you mooning somebody for cutting you off.”
“Hey,
that was his fault. He never shouldn’t have gotten smart.”
“Weren’t
you flicking him off enough? Did you really have to catch up with him to moon
him?” Niki said laughing.
“Hey,
he had it coming. Besides, you have to admit that was pretty funny, especially
the facial expression he made. His face turned red as hell! Remember what he
said, ‘Well, I’ve never! You should be ashamed of yourselves!’”
“That
really made it funny. Mr. Belvedere asked for it,” Charlene laughed.
“Alright,
I guess I’ll go, but you know I don’t like clubs like that so if I hate it
we’re gone, and you can’t say no ’cause I did it for you.”
“OK!
OK! We can go if you don’t like it, but we’ll be going somewhere else, maybe
bowling or something, then.”
“So
who’s driving?”
“I
will!” Charlene said excited. “I’ll be there to pick you up around 8 or 8:30 p.m.”
“OK,
that’s cool. I’ll be ready.”
To
my surprise the lounge wasn’t overcrowded and everyone was relaxed and having a
good time. “This is a pretty nice lounge. We should come here more often.”
“Don’t
worry, I’m sure we will,” Charlene replied. “So what happened to Shawn? Are you
two gonna work things out? The last time I spoke to you, you said you two had a
pretty bad argument.”
“Me
and Shawn are never getting back together,” I replied quickly.
“What
happened? One minute the two of you were getting married, then the next thing you
know you were saying the engagement was off.”
“Do
you know that jerk slept with two of the strippers at his bachelor’s party?”
“What?
How did you find out?”
“Well,
one of the strippers he slept with named Candy just so happens to be my
secretary. I hired her as my new secretary a few months ago because my old one,
Terry, found a new job and resigned.”
“Terry
quit?” Charlene asked.
“Yeah.
I don’t blame her though. Her new job pays her more than I could, and they gave
her a promotion. I threw a going away party for her before she left though.
I’ll miss her. She was a good secretary.”
“I
liked her. She was so nice,” Charlene added.
“Anyway,
I was heading out to lunch, and Candy asked if she could join me. It was a
pretty slow day so I let her come along and just had her forward all my calls
to voice mail. When we got to the restaurant and ordered our food we somehow
got on the conversation of men and relationships. I already knew she was a
stripper, and she would always tell me stories of how wild the parties she
worked would get. So as usual, she started telling me about the last party she
stripped at which was a bachelor’s party. She said the guys were tipping well
that night so a lot of the girls were doing extra ‘favors’ for the right price.
Then she started to tell me about this client she was dancing for named Shawn.
She said he was a very nice-looking dude about 5’10 or 5’11 with a mid-brown
skin complexion and dark hair which he kept closely faded. Wanting to make sure
it was him I asked her where the party was held. Once she said it was downtown
at the Marriott I knew it was him.”
“So
what did you do? Did you tell her that was your man?” Charlene asked concerned.
“No,
I didn’t want to feel stupid or embarrassed so I let her keep talking. Plus I
wanted to see what else she had to say. She said he started to feel all on her,
but she wasn’t going to tell him to stop because he was tipping nice. So after
she finished giving him a lap dance, he asked her if she did other things. She
said she usually didn’t, but he offered her $300, claiming this may be the last
night he sleeps with another woman for a while since he was getting married in
a few days.
“She
said, ‘You know me, I ain’t turning that much money down,’ so I happily
obliged.”
“Do
you know if they used protection?” Charlene asked.
“She
said they did, and she put it on him, but the condom broke sometime while they
were having sex. Then she told me she may be pregnant, but she’s gonna wait to
see if her period comes at the end of the month.”
“Wait!
What” Are you serious?” Charlene asked in shock.
“Dead
serious.”
“So
how did you find out about stripper number two?”
“When
he came to my house to make up with me, he accidentally told me while we were
arguing. He claimed he was drunk when it happened and they took advantage of
him. Once I found out about stripper number two, I told him to leave, and you
know he refused! Then when I threatened to call the cops he told me he’d smack
the shit out of me.”
“What!
What did you do then?” Charlene asked curious.
“I
told him to have a seat while I ran to the bathroom, but I really went to grab
my handgun. The next thing you know, I was holding it to the back of his head
telling him to leave.”
“Did
he leave?” Charlene asked listening intently.
“No,
actually, he got up and started coming toward me with his fists clenched like
he was gonna hit me, so I shot him!”
“Oh
my God! Did you kill him?”
“Girl,
no! You think I’d be sitting here so calmly if I did? I shot him in the foot.”
“Oh,
I bet he left then.”
“He
sure did. You should’ve seen him limp out of there. It was comical!”
“So
has he called you anymore?”
“Nope,
and hopefully he never will. I did meet this one guy though.”
“Oh,
really? Where?”
“At
the mall, and he was so fine. He brought my ID back to me after I left it in
one of the stores.”
“How
did he look?” Charlene asked curious.
“He
was about 5’9 or 5’10 with hazel eyes and a mocha-colored skin complexion. He
had a low fade and muscles to last for days.”
“He
sounds cute. I gotta see him! So did you get his number?”
“No.”
“Did
you at least hold a conversation with him?”
“Somewhat.”
“Well,
damn! What did you do?” Charlene
quizzed.
“I
tried to get him to sit down and have lunch with me, but he refused. He told me
to have a nice day and left after I offered him something to eat twice.”
“Dang,
he played you! What was he gay?”
“No,
I don’t think so. Maybe he didn’t feel like having female company or as
attractive as he was, he probably had a girlfriend already . . . well, so much
for men.”
“Let’s
not say that just yet. There’s still hope! Look over at the entrance,” Charlene
said.
“Oh
my God! That’s him, Charlene!”
“Damn!
He looks like he just stepped out of GQ
magazine’s front cover, and who is his friend? They must’ve been in there together!
Why didn’t you try his friend then?”
“One,
I’m not a ho! Two, this is my first time seeing his friend! And three, I don’t
really get off on light-skinned dudes.”
“Well,
hell, I do. That’s just more light-skinned brother for me,” Charlene smiled.
“Believe
me, you can have them. Most of them, or at least the ones I’ve dated, were
stuck up and until I’m proven wrong, I’m sticking by that.”
“Niki,
I think they’re coming this way!” Charlene said checking her makeup in her
compact.
“Oh
no! What am I going to say?”
“I
don’t know, but we better think fast!” Charlene added.
“Hello,
ladies, may we join you?”
“Sure,
please do!” Charlene answered while blushing.
“I’m
Donte, and this is my friend Mason.”
“Of
course, you already know I’m Niki, and this is my friend Charlene.”
“Oh,
two for two!” Mason added.
“Come
on, man, that was corny,” Donte laughed.
“Oh
no, it’s OK. I like corny,” Charlene smiled. “So, Mason, do you like to dance?”
“Of
course, but I hope you can keep up,” he smiled.
“Oh,
is that a challenge?” Charlene grinned.
“Yeah.”
“OK,
then, let’s do it,” Charlene said excited.
“Bet!”
Mason added.
“So,
Niki, we meet again.”
“Well,
technically, we didn’t really meet. You left as fast as you came, remember?”
Niki replied.
“My
fault, I didn’t have much time. I had something to do later that day.”
“That’s
OK, you’re forgiven.”
“So
you wanna dance?” Donte smiled while holding out his hand.
“Sure,
I’d love to as long as you don’t refuse to have dinner with me like you did
last time.”
“Don’t
worry, I got you,” Donte said pulling me onto the dance floor.
“Oh
my God, look at your friend. He can actually dance! It looks like Charlene has
some competition,” Niki said laughing.
“Yeah,
I give him that, he can dance,” Donte added.
A
little while later, the DJ put on a slow song. As I started to head back to our
table Donte grabbed me and gently pulled me back into his embrace. He then
wrapped his strong arms around my waist as I wrapped mine around his neck.
That’s when I almost melted. I swear he felt and smelled so good. I felt like I
was floating on a cloud. That didn’t last long though. As soon as I got
comfortable in his embrace someone tapped him on the shoulder. As I continued
to bury my head in his chest someone asked, “May I cut in?”
“Nah,
homie, we good,” Donte replied.
That’s
when I heard, “Well, you are dancing with my lady, so I know you don’t think
I’m just gonna stand back and watch.”
“I’m
sorry you feel that way, but you don’t have no other choice but to stand back
and watch,” Donte replied gently pushing me behind him.
“Shawn,
we’re not together anymore so get over it!”
“Oh,
so you think I’m just gonna let you go that easy?”
“You
don’t have much of a choice but to, Shawn!”
“Yeah,
well you got another think coming because this ain’t over until I say it’s
over!”
“Damn,
dawg, she don’t want you no more. Obviously she wasn’t happy with you or she
wouldn’t be here with me, now gone ’bout your business so we can get back to
doing what we were doing.”
“Fuck
you, dawg!” Shawn spat as he swung at Donte with a sloppy right hook.
Before
the punch could connect, Donte ducked and came up with a vicious uppercut that
knocked Shawn off his feet. After that, Shawn was sprawled out on the floor
knocked out cold.
A
few minutes later, Security ran over asking who started the fight and everyone
pointed at Shawn, so they grabbed him by his arms and dragged him outside.
Angry and embarrassed, he yelled, “Oh, this shit ain’t over, and next time I
ain’t using my hands! This ain’t over, Niki, so don’t get comfortable! Let me
go!” Shawn yelled trying to jerk away as Security dragged him out of the
building. I think he went to jail that night ’cause as soon as they let him go
he tried to assault one of the guards. They put him in handcuffs faster than he
could blink. The only reason they didn’t kick Donte out was because everybody
said Shawn started the altercation, and plus, we knew a couple of the bouncers
from other clubs me and Charlene visited. See what stupidity gets you?
We
all left the club after the showdown and grabbed something to eat. Charlene and
I were shocked when we saw that uppercut Donte caught Shawn with, but we all
laughed hard as hell after seeing how Shawn landed when he hit the floor. Donte
had that fool knocked out on the floor, snoring. Through all the drama we still
managed to have a nice and comical night at the expense of Shawn. Sad to say,
even after being knocked out cold in front of all those people, I’m sure Shawn
still isn’t giving up. He hates to be a loser, but little does he know he might
have more to worry about than me if Candy’s pregnant. She’s crazier than he is,
and I’ve seen her in action.
The
next morning I woke up refreshed and stress free so I decided to go out for
breakfast. That’s when my cell phone rang.
“Hello?”
“Hey,
sweetheart, did you enjoy yourself last night?” Donte asked.
“You
know I did,” I answered cheerfully.
“So
what are you doing this morning?”
“I’m
getting ready to head out for breakfast.”
“Can
I join you?”
“Of
course you can, I’d love that,” I smiled.
“OK,
don’t go anywhere. I’ll pick you up, and we can decide where to go from there.”
During
breakfast I gave Donte the whole rundown about Shawn and our history together.
I have to admit, though, I’m surprised that Donte didn’t run from the situation
I’d gotten him into. That tells me a lot about him. He’s not a punk and doesn’t
back down from problems. Boy, had I been messing with the wrong men, or should
I say, “boys.”
Donte
and I ended up spending the whole day together, and surprisingly, we had a lot
in common. Neither one of us has kids, we both enjoy writing, and I even found
out he’s a very good cook, but I’ll be the judge of that. After that day, we
began to spend a lot of time together and made our dating situation official,
so I am now his lady. What, you didn’t think we’d get married that soon, did
you? Nah, I got a while for that and kids. There’s no rush here.
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