Love Changes Ch. 2

All week, Anjeli apologized for Eaton. She bought me lunch or picked up my class for me. Anything to make up for the way Eaton had treated me. Actually, After talking on the phone with Shemar,until the wee hours of the morning and texting him all day, Eaton wasn't anywhere on my mind. Shemar made me smile. We talked about everything and anything. It's was so right. And although I was happy, I knew to be careful. Anjeli must have sensed how much I was into Shemar, so she stepped in,as she usually does.


"You need to slow down". She said Thursday during lunch.
I was in the middle of answering one of Shemar's mid morning texts. "What"???
"Look at me".
"Okay. I'm almost done". I said, finishing my text.
"Talya, Look at me". Anjeli was serious.
"Yes mother." I mocked her, but I could tell she was serious about what she was about to say.

Anjeli was in her early 60's.. She was jazzy. She kept her hair and nails done. She was sharp at all times. The only thing was that she was nosey as hell. She was in every one's business.
Anjeli was knew something about everything, had already experienced everything you have or are going through, or had everything you had or wanted. Anjeli was a fucking trip. Not too many people liked her,except me and a few others. I only put up with her because she was there when I got there and she showed me the ropes.

"Talya baby, you are moving too fast with this man. I have known you for 9 years now. I have seen you in and out of relationships. I can tell when you have jumped out too fast and this is one of those times. "
"I haven't screwed the man", I yelled.
"But you going to. "
"I sure do hope so. He wears a size 14 shoe". I laughed.
"I'm serious, T".
I knew she was just looking out for me, but I wasn't like her. Anjeli had been married and divorced three times. All of her husbands combined had left her in a good spot financially. She worked to keep herself busy. She had no kids, no pets, no man. It was just her and her 7 bedroom house. She hated men. Really and truly. I feel sorry for her sometimes.

"I know. I will be careful". At least that was my plan.
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I let Shemar pick me up from my apartment. That was a first for me. I usually meet a date wherever we are going, at least for the first month. I didn't tell Anjeli I was going out with Shemar because I didn't want that negativity to spoil my night. I rushed home from work. I gave myself a facial mask,it some candles,put on some Jill Scott (her first cd), poured myself some wine and got into a bubble bath. I was preparing mentally for this forthcoming evening. I didn't know what I was going to wear.

Although I hated to admit it, Anjeli was right. I do have the tendency to get with a guy on the first night if I'm feeling him. It usually ends up not working or I continue to be a booty call, that's it. I felt something different with Shemar. He was a different kind of brother.

"There is nothing worse than holding on to something that doesn't want to be held"... I had started my mantra when my phone rang. It was Shemar.
"Oh My God" ..., my heart sank. He was calling to cancel. I decided not to answer. He didn't leave a message.
I felt like such a fool. Here I was getting ready for a beautiful night and....
Now he's texting me.
I was afraid to even look.
"Hello beautiful. Just wanted to hear your voice before I saw you tonight. I can't wait to see you. Shemar".
I read that text about three times before I screamed to the top of my voice.
"Yes!!!!!"
I didn't have to think about what I was wearing tonight. The little black dress was about to get dusted off.
Shemar was gonna be a lucky man tonight!!!!!!!