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come out right. What I mean is they are all the same. None of them have caught my attention like you do.”
    My mind went back to the buffet of women available at the bar, the brunette who gave me the evil eye, red heads, a few blonds, women of every size and shape.
    “So you wanted me because I’m black. Or is it because you saw me wearing a tight dress and figured you’d get me in bed as a trophy. You know, sex with a black woman?” I rolled my eyes. “I’m an educated black woman with a good head on my shoulders, not some ‘ho from the hood. If that’s what you want, then I suggest you go take a ride down−”
    Brian’s dimples popped as his lips pulled back in a hearty laugh. He shook his head. “I knew there was something about you I liked.”
    I stared at him in confusion. Was he serious?
    “You’re feisty and don’t hold back, I like that. And yes, the color of your skin did have something to do with it.”
    I pointed a finger at him. “See, that’s what I thought.” I moved to march back inside, steam practically blowing from my ears.
    “No, I’m pretty sure you’re thinking the wrong thing. Your skin is beautiful. And by the way, I’ve dated black women before.”
    That comment put the brakes on my exit. “You’re kidding.”
    “No, I’m not. But the color of your skin is not why I want to take you out.” His head cocked to the side as if remembering something. “Wait a minute, you’re avoiding my question. Why did you stand me up?”
    “Stand you up? We weren’t on a date. You assumed I’d come running because you bought me a drink. Was I supposed to be impressed?”
    A roguish grin appeared. “Most women would have been. Honestly, I’m glad you didn’t. It makes you more interesting.”
    I smirked. “Interesting, yeah right. Would I have been this interesting if we never saw each other again?”
    He shrugged. “Maybe, maybe not, I guess we’ll never know. What I do know is we’re here now. It’s a second chance to get to know you. I already know your name, where you live…” He wagged his eyebrows in an attempt to make me laugh I suppose.
    It didn’t work. My internal alarm began to chime. If he didn’t like my answer, would he start stalking me?
    He raised a hand to tick off fingers. “You’re educated, you have a smart mouth, and you’re not supposed to be attracted to me.” He creased his eyebrows in thought. “That’s not enough, I’ve got more questions.”
    Vexed beyond belief, I threw my hands up in surrender.
    “Okay, fine. If it will save money, I’ll play along. What’s the question?”
    He grinned in victory while I massaged the bridge of my nose.
    “Do you have a problem going out with me because I’m white?” he asked, straight to the point.
    “What?”
    His hands went up in defense. “Hey, you’re the one who made a big deal about it. Me? I see a sexy woman who’s got more to offer than just her looks and a body that’s…well, there’s a lot more going on, I’m curious. So what do you say?”
    That was unexpected. It took several tries before I could open my mouth. “No, I don’t have a problem with you being white.”
    “Somehow I find that hard to believe,” he said, matter-of-factly.
    “Well, it’s true. One of my best friends and roommate is white,” I said in defense.
    “Good. Since race is not a problem, go out with me tomorrow night.”
     

Chapter 4
     
    I slapped a square of steaming lasagna on Yasmine’s plate.
    Yasmine watched it slide onto the table when I dropped the plate in front of her.  “Whoa, Ebony, what’s wrong with you?”
    “You guys promised to stay out of my love life.”
    Her eyes were small slits when she looked up at me. “Yeah, so what’s your point?” 
    My attention went to Kaitlyn. “Oh, don’t try to play innocent, you were in on it, too,” I said, stomping toward the refrigerator.
    “In on what?”Kaitlyn’s hazel eyes widened. “I didn’t do nothin’.”
    I rolled my eyes in