remember what I said. I love you and I give you everything you ask for. All I ask is that you love, honor, and, above all, respect me. As long as it stays that way, weâre as good as golden, baby,â I said as I hugged my future wife and leaned in for a kiss.
Chapter 6
I Need a Man in My Life Tanisha
Overdraft fees, voice mail messages, and customer complaints were piled high on my desk. Although I knew it was wishful thinking, Iâd really hoped to get everything done by the end of the day. I hated putting things off to the next day when I could do it the same day. My problem was that I had so much to do, I just didnât know where to start. Iâd been rushing so much this morning to get the branch up and running that Iâd forgotten to stop at Starbucks and grab a cup of my favorite, a white chocolate mocha Frappuccino with a splash of caramel. Now that lunch time was nearing, I felt lost with no energy. I heard a knock at the door as I looked at the piles of paperwork on my desk and contemplated which task to begin with.
âYes,â I answered without looking up.
âGood morning,â a deep voice greeted me. I looked up to see it was the gentleman Iâd chatted with the other day.
âHi.â I smiled, noticing he looked a lot different since he wasnât dressed in work clothes.
He was dressed in a pin-striped black button-down shirt that had embroidered wings on the back, with dark jeans to match, and black Air Force Ones. I was truly feeling his look. The clean-shaven face and muscular build helped as well. I could smell an old classic of Cool Water cologne lingering in the air as he came near.
âAre you busy?â
âUm, a little. How can I help you?â I inquired, twirling my pearl necklace in my hand and slightly giving him a flirtatious eye.
âI would like to open checking and savings accounts. But before I do that, I want to give you my number again just in case you lost it. I grew up with a lot of women, and I know you have so much stuff in your purse. Youâre bound to lose something as important as my phone number,â he explained. I found his statement rather cute.
âWell, Breeze, I havenât lost your number. And as far as your account, Iâm the manager here so I donât usually handle that, but I will be more than happy to get someone to assist you,â I explained while paging Madelyn to my office. She was my right, hand person, and I depended on her a lot for the efficiency of the branch.
âYou buzzed me,â Madelyn stated after walking into the office.
âYes, I did. Thanks for coming so soon. Madelyn, this gentleman would like to open up a new account.â
âWelcome, letâs go get started. I just need you to follow to me to my desk,â she responded before walking over to her office.
âThank you for making the decision to open up an account with us. You wonât regret it,â I assured Breeze.
âI know; but what I donât know is if you would be willing to have lunch with me when Iâm finished with the paperwork. Does Jasonâs Deli sound good? I noticed you had a bag from there the last time I saw you leaving the bank.â
âSo youâve been watching me?â I said, impressed by his observation.
âHow could I not? Iâm sure you know youâre a beautiful woman,â He said as he smiled at me.
âYes, letâs do lunch,â I agreed, unable to deny such a charming man.
Almost thirty minutes later, Breeze came back into my office.
âReady for some food?â He smiled.
âSure am.â I grabbed my things and we headed out the door.
Once we arrived at Jasonâs Deli, Breeze and I hit it off.
âSo, Mr. Breeze, tell me something about yourself,â I expressed after sipping on fresh-brewed iced tea.
âMy story ainât nothing special. My mom and grandmother basically raised me. For years, my mother let me believe