an assortment of appetizers and su shi and spread them across the long table . For the next few minutes, everyone was engrossed in eating more than in conversation.
“So where are you two lovebirds off to after the wedding?” One of Richard’s cousin looked to the head of the table at the smiling soon-to-be newlyweds.
“Paris.” Christina and Richard spoke at the same time.
“We can’t wait. All our bags are packed in the trunk right now as we speak.” Christina was all smiles.
“Are you two leaving right after the wedding?” Ed asked
“Yes. Limo ride to the airport and then we’re off,” Richard answered.
“Have you guys found a house yet?” Shanice asked, reaching out with her chopsticks for a piece of Sushi.
“Not quite. The wedding stu ff sort of got in our way. But Julissa is looking out for us, going to properties, and weeding out the ones that don’t meet everything on our wish list .” Christina smiled at Julissa.
“Christina and Richard are my toughest clients, yet, believe it or not. In this market and the neighborhood that they’re looking in, I find it a task to find everything on their wish list .”
“It’s Christina, Julissa. You know she’s detail-oriented. Everything has to be perfect the first time. I keep telling her that this will not be our first home together, ” Richard said.
“Well, certainly by the time you ge t back from your honeymoon, I’ ll have a new list of properties to show you, ” Julissa replied
“Oh, did I tell you that my cousin, Quinton, is looking for a property out here,” Richard looked at Julissa, then Quinton. “He owns real estate in Florida and is looking to expand his investments to Georgia.”
Julissa brought the linen napkin up and dabbed at the corners of her mouth. “Oh. I deal primarily in residential. I seldom show commercial properties. The last time I showed something commercial was to fill in for someone else.”
Quinton shrugged. “I buy bo th. Residential and commercial.”
“Quinton, from what I’ve heard Julissa is amazing at finding properties that haven’t even hit the MLS, yet. This would be a good opportunity to pounce on something. She has that inside track,” Richard stated .
Quinton looked excited . “Oh, yeah? That would be great. Since I already know you do a good job, I wouldn’t mind working with you out here . ”
“Right. Let me know what you’re looking for and we’ll see if I can be of any help . ” Julissa stole a sideways glance at Michael, who had no expression on his face at all.
“I will.”
Julissa reached out with her chopsticks to grab another piece of sushi at the same time that Quinton decided to grab his. Ironicall y, they were both going for the last piece of sushi. Their hands bumped in the confusion.
“Oh, sorry.” Julissa moved her chopsticks.
“No. My fault. G o ahead…you take it.”
“No, go ahead…you first.”
Quinton pushed the long saucer with the piece of sushi on it closer to her. “Ladies always eat first.”
“Thank you.” The smile on Julissa’s face was not missed by anyone at the table as she took the last piece of sushi . The eye contact Julissa an d Quinton made only seemed to astonish everyone even more.
Quinton didn’t seem to care. He took his generosity a step further and passed the soy sauce to her as if reading her mind. H is hand rested on hers as sh e reached out to take it . A thrilling sensation ran through her fingertips and down her spine, causing her to pause way too long before taking the bottle from him.
As Julissa covered her sushi in soy sauce, Michael cleared his throat.
“So…Quinton, you work in real estate for a living?” Michael asked.
“Yes and no.” Quinton lifted his gla ss again to take a sip of his drink . “Yes, I own real estate and no, I don’t work in real estate for a living…yet.”
“So what do you do to earn real money ?” Michael emphasized the real money part.
“I’m a programmer. I deal in