Page 12 of When Love Takes Over
“It’s something I’ve always wanted to do. Plus, I still have a lot to learn.”
I nodded. “I respect that, but my grandparents startedSSGwith very little education. I’m not saying that to discourage you, but spending thousands of dollars for someone to teach you something that is your God-given gift isn’t always necessary.”
She studied me for a moment, and her expression indicated that she was trying to read me, but all she said was, “Thank you. I appreciate that.”
“I guess I should get out of your hair. Again, whatever you need is at your disposal.”
For some reason, leaving this woman’s presence was hard as hell. I wanted to know more about her, but I’d already pried too much.
“Thank you.”
“And if you need anything or need to go anywhere, hit me up.”
“I’ll be fine, but I’ll keep that in mind,” she said.
Neither of us moved, remaining in the same place and staring at each other as if we didn’t know what to do next.
“I should go,” I finally said, wishing she’d ask me to stay.
“Okay. In case you’re not aware, I start work at six a.m. Will you be able to take me?”
“Damn. That’s early, but I got you.”
“Thank you. I’ll text you on Sunday night to remind you.”
The fact that she didn’t plan to communicate with me until Sunday fucked me up, but I nodded as I walked backward toward the door. When I reached it, I begrudgingly turned around, grabbed the handle, and pulled it open.
“If you need anything?—”
“I promise to reach out,” she said, interrupting me.
When I entered the hallway and pulled the door closed, I blew out a breath. I couldn’t deny how much I was drawn to Malyah, and I wondered if she felt the same pull toward me.
As soon as I got into my car and my phone connected to Bluetooth, I called Ronin. He picked up after the first ring.
“What up?” he answered.
“I think I found a solution to my problem.”
“Problem, as in finding a wife?”
“Yeah.”
“Shit. This should be interesting. I’m all ears.”
When Ronin and I met up a few days ago, I filled him in on the conversation I had with my parents and my grandfather. Of course, he gave me shit about it but eventually shared how fucked up he thought the situation was.
“Her name is Malyah, and she’s the head cook atSSG.”
“She works for you?”
“Yeah.”
“And she agreed to marry you?”
“No, not yet.”
“Is she considering it?”
