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without getting an answer. Using his cellular telephone, he called her home number and got a busy signal. James rang the doorbell again. Still no answer. He decided to call Michelle’s cellular number. He knew that no matter what Michelle was doing, she always answered her cellular phone in case it was a business call. She was sitting behind her desk at the law firm when she answered his call.
    â€œHello, handsome.”
    â€œMickey, why won’t you let me in?” James always chose to use his nickname for Michelle.
    â€œWhat do you mean?”
    â€œI’m standing outside; can’t you hear the doorbell?”
    â€œIt must be out of order. Hang on and I’ll buzz you in.”
    â€œA buzzer? That’s just pure laziness, Mickey.”
    Michelle’s office was on the sixth floor. Of course, she’d buzz him. “James, I know I need to exercise, but if you think that I’m getting ready to walk down six flights of stairs to open the door, you’ve got another thing coming.”
    â€œYou only have three floors, Mickey. Have you been drinking?”
    â€œNo, I haven’t and I’m buzzing the door. Are you in yet?”
    â€œI can’t hear the buzzer; it must be out of order too. We wouldn’t have to go through this if you gave me a key to your house.”
    â€œThat’s out of the question, James, and how would a key to my house benefit you if you’re trying to get into my office?”
    â€œYour office?” James frowned.
    â€œYes; that’s where I am.”
    â€œWhat are you talking about, Mickey? Why would you go to your office when you knew I was bringing dinner to your house?”
    â€œI didn’t know. You should’ve called.”
    James exhaled but kept his cool. “Mickey, did I not talk to you an hour ago and say that I was bringing Chinese food to your place?”
    â€œNo, James, you didn’t. You must’ve called one of your other women, because you certainly didn’t talk to me,” Michelle joked.
    James stood outside the town home dumbfounded. “Don’t go there, Mickey. You know good and well there are no other women. Why are you playing with me?”
    â€œHonestly, James, I don’t remember you calling me here.”
    â€œI didn’t call your office; I called your house.”
    A light bulb went on in Michelle’s head. “Oh, my goodness. You must’ve talked to Amaryllis.”
    â€œWho?”
    â€œMy sister, Amaryllis. Remember I told you she was coming to stay with me for a while.”
    â€œThat explains it then. I thought you were out of it from having a bad day.”
    â€œShe’s on heavy pain medication, but if she can’t hear the doorbell, I wonder if it’s too heavy.”
    â€œYou want me to bring dinner to the law office?”
    â€œNo, sweetie, stay put. I’ll be there in ten minutes.”
    Michelle pushed aside the brief she was reading and turned off her desk lamp. She left the law office in a hurry, excited to see her man. As she drove into her driveway, she saw James sitting on the steps. She got out of the car and walked over to him. “Hello, gorgeous,” she greeted with a wide grin.
    James looked at her with his prize-winning smile that always melted Michelle. With his deep dimples in both cheeks, sometimes Michelle had to turn her head to break the stare. But James had the kind of smile that drew a person to him. He had all the qualities that a woman could want in a man. He was gentle, extremely handsome, kind, warmhearted, generous, loving, and most importantly, he was saved and sanctified. But out of all these qualities, it was his smile that most attracted Michelle to him.
    James stood and kissed her lightly on the lips, then reached for her hand to help her up the steps. “You’re the gorgeous one, Mickey.”
    â€œUh-uh. You are.”
    â€œNo, you are.”
    Each and every time James and Michelle came