The Diary of a Side Chick (Side Chick Diaries Book 1) by Higgins Tamicka

Author:Higgins, Tamicka [Higgins, Tamicka]
Language: eng
Format: azw3
Published: 2015-11-12T05:00:00+00:00

Chapter 7

Desirae was practically tripping over her own feet to get off of work. She was starting to feel like she was making some progress with Tron since he was seeing her more frequently than he had been in the first couple months. She just decided that she was going to keep doing what she was doing, in terms of letting him know that he had another home when he finally came to his senses – when he finally realized that he was with the wrong chick and that nobody but himself was making him be there.

Earlier, when Tron had called, she had answered in the stock room so her supervisor and customers wouldn’t see her talking on the phone. Since he wasn’t going to be able to come through her place, he said instead that he was going to be waiting for her in the parking lot when she got off work. This was the first time he had ever done anything like this. When Desirae got outside, mall security was locking the doors to the department store. Sure enough, out at the edge of the parking lot, was Tron’s Charger. He had parked right up against Desirae’s car.

Desirae started walking across the parking lot. Before she had even gotten ten feet away from the curb, Tron zipped over.

“Wassup, sexy?” he said smiling.

Desirae just smiled, still wondering what had gotten into him that he’d be outside waiting for her to get off work like this.

“Shit, nothing,” Desirae replied. “So, what is this about?”

“What do you mean what is this about?” Tron asked. “Why there gotta be something about this? Why can’t a nigga just show up to see you?”

Desirae looked at Tron like he should know exactly why she was asking that question. “Nigga, please,” she said. “You ain’t never did this shit before. I’m just the bitch in the closet. This is a big-ole open parking lot.”

“Awe, don’t start that shit again,” Tron said. “Why don’t you get in?”

“Where we goin?” Desirae asked.

“I thought you might want something to eat while I got a little while,” Tron said. “If not, that’s cool, I guess. A nigga will just save his money then.”

“I’ll go,” Desirae said and hopped into the car.

Tron pulled out, asking her what she had a taste for. It was getting kind of late for the sit-down restaurants. Plus, Desirae didn’t want to try to do too much since Tron had said that he only had a little while. When they turned onto Lafayette Road, Desirae spotted a Chick-Fil-A further down and told him that she wanted to go there.

Tron obliged, taking her over to the Chick-Fil-A and letting her get whatever she wanted. When they got their food, Tron went and parked in the far back area of a strip mall parking lot. With the music on low to the Hip-Hop & R&B station, the two of them ate their food together. Desirae liked this feeling – the feeling of sitting next to Tron, out in the parking lot at night, while they ate a little dinner together.

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