for lost time and maybe he should back off and give her some space to work out whatever it was she felt for her ex. He grabbed his backpack and headed out.
When he arrived at his storefront office, Ali was already there.
âHey, man. How was your day off with lady love?â
Ron mumbled something incoherent.
âThat good, huh?â
Ron tossed his bag on the table, went to the coffeepot and poured himself a cup. He drank it black and hot.
Ali looked at him with a frown. âWhatâs up? You all right?â
Ron blew out a breath and sat down on the edge of the weather-beaten wood desk.
Ron and Ali went way back as friends, having met each other in Atlanta years before. Ali was known as Melvin back then and, for some reason, he and Ron had connected. Theyâd protested together, marched together and bonded in a way Ron had not experienced before. When you got down to it, Ali was the only real male friend that Ron had and could trust.
âItâs Ellie.â
âWhat about her? She isnât sick, is she?â
He shook his head. âNo, nothing like that.â
âSo, what is it?â Ali leaned against the wall and waited.
Ron told him about finding the note and Ellieâs response.
âMan, you gotta remember, she was married to the man for twenty-five years. No matter what kinda mess he might have put her through, thatâs a lot of time and they have kids together.â
âI know all of thatââ he tapped his temple with his finger ââin my head.â
âHey, from what I can see, Ellie really digs you, man. And I know you care about her or you wouldnât have asked her to marry you. And thatâs something I never thought would happen.â He laughed lightly. âLet her work it out. Itâll be all right. I canât see her going back to him, if thatâs what youâre worried about.â
Ron looked up at Ali. âIt has happened, you know.â
âYeah, on TV.â He chuckled again. âYou need to relax. Your problem my good brother is that you ainât really been in love before. It will truly mess with your natural mind.â
âWhat if he wants her back?â
âHe probably does. What man wouldnât? But thatâs not your issue. You stay on your game and, however it plays out, thatâs whatâs gonna happen. Simple as that.â He moved toward the coffeepot. âWhen are you gonna get that woman a ring, anyway? Asking her is just a place holder.â
Ron snickered. âYeah. Well, Iâm working on it. I want it to be something special, ya know?â
âDonât wait too long.â He glanced toward the door. âLooks like we got company, the suit-and-tie kind.â
Chapter 4
S heâd debated enough. The longer she put it off, the longer she wouldnât be able to concentrate. She went downstairs to the office for some privacy and closed the door behind her. For a few minutes, she stared at the phone then finally gave in, picked it up and dialed Mattâs number.
He answered on the second ring.
âItâs Ellie. You left me a message to call you.â
âThank you,â he began.
She came around the desk and sat down. âWhat did you want, Matthew?â
âI know I have no right to ask you anythingâ¦â
Thatâs an understatement, she thought.
âBut, IâI need you.â
âWhat! Look, I donât have time for thisââ
âIâm sick, Ellie,â he said, cutting her off.
She flinched. âSick? What do you mean?â
âIâm going in for a biopsy this morning.â
Her heart started to race. âA biopsy for what?â
He explained what the doctorâd told him, and she grew more alarmed by the moment. She knew his family history and what the risks were for him.
âMattâ¦I donâtâ¦Iâm sorry.â
âI donât have anyone else, Ellie. The doc said I
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