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pressed.
    “Nope.”
    “So how are you going to call and thank him?”
    “Yeah, that would be nice,” Rachael added.
    “The only way I would be able to get in contact with him is if Nikki called his brother.”
    Rachael and Carmen both turned and looked at Nikki.
    Nikki snapped, “What y’all looking over here for?”
    “Girl, don’t play stupid!” Rachael replied. “Pull out that Blackberry and call your friend, so Kira can thank his brother for the roses.”
    Judging by Nikki’s expression, she looked like she wanted to tell both of them to mind their business for once, but thank God she decided to hold her tongue, because I wasn’t in the mood to hear another negative word come out of her mouth. I was sure that everyone else, including the clients, felt the same way. When Nikki retrieved her phone from her handbag, Rachael, Carmen, and I stood there in amazement as Nikki mustered up a fake smile and made the call to Bintu.
    “Hi, Bintu, this is Nikki. Are you busy?” she asked him. He must’ve said no and asked her what was up, because she immediately went into a spiel about my special delivery from Fatu, and that the only reason she was making this call was because I wanted to thank him. A few seconds later, Nikki looked at me and said, “Write down this number.”
    I found an ink pen inside my appointment book. “Go ’head.”
    “It’s 713-555-1021.”
    After that she turned her chair around for privacy and continued to chat with Bintu. I noticed her voice changed to a sexy tone, and then she giggled like she was just the sweetest thing in the world. I had to hand it to her, she sounded like she could work for a phone sex company. I couldn’t make out what she was saying, and I really didn’t care, so I used the shop’s phone to dial the number Nikki had just given me. Surprisingly, my heart started beating faster. I didn’t understand why, because it wasn’t like I was nervous about speaking to this guy. I mean, I didn’t have anything to prove to him. I took a deep breath and listened to the phone ring. After three rings, he finally answered.
    “Hello, am I speaking with Fatu?” I asked while Carmen and Rachael practically stared down my throat.
    “Yes, you are,” he replied.
    “Well, I’m Kira. The one you sent the roses to. I just called to say thank you.”
    “Oh, you are so very welcome! And I hope you enjoy them.”
    “I will.”
    “Are you coming to our white party tonight?”
    “Well, I plan to if I can get out of here on time.”
    “Well, please do, because I would love to see your beautiful face again.”
    I blushed again. “That’s sweet of you to say.”
    “No, I’m serious. You are a very beautiful woman. I talked about you all the way to the nightclub last night. And when Bintu came into my office and told me that you weren’t married, I got really excited and thought it would be a good idea to make a more formal introduction of myself by sending you the flowers.”
    “Do you send roses to every beautiful woman you run into?”
    “Oh no! Of course not! I see beautiful women all the time, but there was just something about you that stuck out more so than the rest of them.”
    “I’m sure,” I commented.
    “So, is there anything I can say or do to make sure you come out tonight?”
    “No. You don’t have to do anything,” I assured him.
    “Does that mean you’re coming?”
    I hesitated for a few seconds because I didn’t want to give him the impression that I was pressed to come out to his function. “What time does this party start?”
    “Nine.”
    “Well, I might be a little late, because my last client probably won’t be leaving out of here until seven-thirty. And then on top of that, I’m gonna have to go by the mall to find something white, and that’ll probably take me about an hour or so to do. And then I’m going to have to run home to take a shower so I can change, and then I’ll be able to head your way.”
    “Can I make a