His Good Thing by Faith Arceneaux

Author:Faith Arceneaux [Arceneaux, Faith]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Not The Last Page

Chapter Six

Jameson

Walking away from Loren at her front door was one of the hardest things I ever did. Patiently waiting while she fumbled with her keys, then standing there on the doormat as she faintly whispered, “Good night,” then closed the door behind her. I was standing there for a beat too long, just staring ahead. Okay, maybe I was hoping she’d reconsider.

If I was the praying type, if I believed it’d change something, I might have prayed, ‘God, change her mind, and open the door.’ I shook my head because that would be the exact prayer that would have gotten me laughed at by the man above—if he was up there.

I walked to my door slowly, still looking over my shoulder every couple of steps thinking maybe he heard me, and the door would open. I smirked when I finally walked through my door and let all those thoughts and feelings drain into the ground because honestly, what was I doing?

The night was cool. The food was great. Meeting her family wasn’t as bad as I’d always imagined meeting a family would be. I’d never gotten serious enough with a woman to meet her family. I wasn’t the guy a woman invited to Sunday dinner.

I watched enough movies to come up with my own ideas of how it would have gone down. Bad Boys was the one that scared me the most. Meeting Loren’s dad was nowhere near that bad. Nothing like it, actually. Maybe it was because she introduced me as just “Jameson.” Not as her boyfriend, her boo, her nothing. And that’s what I was and should have remained. Nothing.

After waking up the next morning, with only thoughts of her on my mind, it was hard to imagine staying nothing to her.

Quickly, my mama reminded me why nothing was better than something, because I knew there was one thing I still wasn’t doing, going to church. Even in all the excitement I could feel through her text message, asking me to rock that new suit to church with her. It was a no.

I couldn’t lie to my mama, although telling her the suit was dirty crossed my mind. I just replied, “Not today, Mama.” Then my phone rang. “Mama?” I sighed, pulling the phone to my ear.

“You know I drove across town to help with your tie yesterday.” Her tactics weren’t new to me. She was going to try to pity me—tug on my heartstrings until I caved. That worked if she needed a picture hung, or the garage door fixed. It never worked with church though.

“Now Mama,” I warned, “you know that’s just not me. How about I treat you to lunch afterward?”

She sighed then accepted my offer, “That’s fine, you don’t have to be in the church to receive the word. I’ll tell you all about it while we eat.”

No matter what, she always won. “Alright, Mama, I’ll pick you up at noon.”

“Make it twelve thirty, I’ll have to catch up with a few people after service.

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