Love on the Run (The Morgan Men) by Zuri Day

Author:Zuri Day [Day, Zuri]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Kensington Publishing Corp
Published: 2012-11-06T05:00:00+00:00

26

An hour and a half later, Michael and Shayna sat at a casually chic restaurant, fresh off a quick shopping spree to buy Shayna some duds. She looked right at home in the autumn environment, her burnt orange sweater, multicolored striped turtleneck, black jeans, and low-slung boots presenting an acceptable nod to the East Coast chill. Michael wore a black turtleneck, jeans, and a satisfied smile. Since the shower, they’d engaged in small talk mostly. But now, as Michael watched Shayna’s bright eyes take in the decor while sipping her orange juice, he realized that there was still a lot about this vixen that he didn’t know. And he wanted to know everything.

“So, Shayna,” he began, after a satisfying sip of java, “when we first met back in LA, our conversation centered mostly around your athletic achievements. Tell me a little bit about you, the person inside those fast running shoes.”

“What would you like to know?”

“I don’t know. Whatever else you’d like to tell me, I guess. I remember your telling Dina that you grew up in Inglewood. Do you have siblings?”

“No, it’s just me.”

“You and your mother against the world, huh?”

“My grandmother is the woman who raised me. I lived mostly with her because Mom was always gone, either working or partying.”

“It’s an interesting relationship you have with your mom, if you don’t mind me saying so. I’m trying to envision my mother being married to the sibling of someone I dated. That’s a trip.”

“If you ever get a chance to meet her, you’ll understand. Mom is young at heart, still a party girl, where I’ve always been more of an old soul. Perhaps that comes from the time I spent with my grandmother, or it could just be my personality.”

“Or you could get it from your father.”

Shayna shrugged.

“My dad played such a pivotal role in my life,” Michael admitted. “I can’t imagine growing up without him. He died when I was twenty and that was still way too soon.”

“I imagine growing up with him was special. But you can’t miss what you’ve never had.”

“Your mother never married? That is, before the man she’s with now?”

“No. She always had boyfriends, though. Men were always coming and going.”

“That had to be hard on you.”

“It is what it is.” There was a companionable silence as the two thought about fathers, and the lack thereof. “There were good times, though. I remember once, when I was about thirteen years old. We had an impromptu party in Big Mama’s front yard, some of my mom’s friends and some kids from the block. We were all dancing to Nelly’s “Country Grammar” and Sisqó’s “Thong Song.” It was so much fun until . . .”

“Until what?”

Until my mother thought she saw her boyfriend looking at me and abruptly cut the music. And the fun time was over, just like that. “My mom was just never the overly maternal type. I think when they were passing out that gene, she must have left the room.” They

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