Page 41 of Trading In A Broken Heart

“Are you ready to place your drink order?” I heard and looked up from my phone.

“Let me get the strawberry margarita.”

“Are you ready to order your food, or do you need more time?”

“More time, please.” I flashed her a smile, and she left the table.

Not long after, I saw Luxe enter the building alone. The woman brought her over to the other table that I paid for, and she sat down. Her eyes instantly drifted to me, and she waved with a huge smile plastered on her face. This damn fool.

The waitress brought over my drink. Soon as she put it on the table, I saw Luxe standing behind her. “What you got to drink?” Before I could even answer her, she’d already grabbed my cup and placed it to her lips.

“I’m supposed to be discreet, but you’re not making me discreet, Luxe,” I made known.

“He ain’t even here yet.”

“You might want to go sit down before he comes in and see you over here.”

She playfully rolled her eyes and said, “Whatever,” and then went back over to her table.

The waitress stopped over there, and I watched her order something to drink. A guy came in, and he was pretty decent looking. The only thing I didn’t like about him was he was bald headed. He stopped at Luxe’s table, and she lifted to her feet to greet him. He pulled her in for a hug and pecked her on the cheek. From her facial expression and body language, I could tell that she wasn’t feeling him. It was best that she got on out of here.

Luxe sat back down in her chair while the guy occupied the one in front of her. They both stared at the menu in search of what they wanted.

My phone rang, and when I looked down, I saw it was Savion calling me. I flipped the phone over, not even wanting to be bothered with him. He didn’t want shit. What I was doing now was more important. Savion was probably trying to see where I was since I didn’t tell him where I was going when I left the house.

When I looked up, I saw Luxe reach up to her ear and turn her hearing aid off. Grabbing my phone, I sent her a text.

Me: I know you didn’t just turn your hearing aid off on that man.

I looked over, and Luxe was staring at her phone while the guy was talking and grinning. He probably thought Luxe was the best thing he’d grabbed in a while, and she wasn’t even giving this man the time of day. Luxe could’ve gotten up from that table and left the restaurant. She was wasting his time and hers. Hell, mine too.

I saw the waitress coming back with their drinks, so I got up from the table and darted over to her. Grabbing the tray, I said, “I’ll take it to them.” She frowned, but I wasn’t studdin’ her ass.

“Is you playing a game on your phone?” I whispered to Luxe as I placed her drink down on the table in front of her. I knew it was hers because it was the exact one I was drinking myself. “What are you doing?” Her date gazed over at me, and I grinned before placing his drink down for him and then left their table.

For the next twenty minutes, I sat there, watching Luxe ignore the hell out of that man. It was pissing me off because I could’ve easily been at home in my bed instead of here. Not being able to take any more, I gathered my things and went over to her table. Grabbing Luxe by the arm, I pulled her ass up. She stumbled over her feet as she tried to grab her purse and phone off the table.

“Don’t ask me to come out with you no more if you gon’ do bullshit like this,” I told her as I headed for the door.

Luxe took her hearing aid out her purse and slipped it back into her ear. “He was so boring.” She sighed.

“You know you could’ve been left?”

“I was trying to be nice,” she shot back.

“By playing a game while you’re on a date?” I released her once we were outside. “You’re being too soft. That’s why these men be walking all over you like that. You gotta start treating them like you’re a Saint-Mercier.”

“Maybe you’re right.”

“I know I am, and stop accepting dates from just anybody. Feel these people out first. Some of these people don’t even deserve to be in your presence.”

“Okay, mama Solei.”

Luxe hit the fob on her car and opened the door.

“I’m finna go home to my husband.” I rolled my eyes, but honestly, sometimes I was eager to see Savion now. He might get on my nerves a lil bit, but he was starting to warm up to me. “Let me know when you make it to the house,” I told her.

I started my Tesla and pulled off the parking lot. I was on the road for about ten minutes when my car powered off in the middle of the road. It wasn’t dead, because I checked the charge before I left the house. Grabbing my phone, I dialed Savion’s number. He picked up on the first ring.