saying, and maybe you are right. I do want something more. I want someone who knows that I am there for them and who is there in return for me. I thought I wanted sex, but the truth is, I want intimacy. Real intimacy.â
âI really hope we can be friends. I donât want to lose you out of my life, Coral.â Onyx looked directly at me.
The truth was, I didnât want to lose him, either.
We ate pancakes, laughed, and drank smoothies. Although I was hurting inside, a big piece of me was just happy to spend the time with him. I cleaned up while Onyx got dressed. When he walked back out, he looked as gorgeous as ever, even though he was still a little hung over.
We hugged for an unusually long time. I knew the reason for it. Even though he wanted to be friends, I had this overwhelming feeling that I wasnât going to hear from him again, except in passing at my club or if I saw him on the streets. I held on to him, hoping that my feelings would transfer to him. I wanted him to realize what he was walking out on, but it didnât work. He planted a sweet kiss on my forehead and walked out the door.
Once again he was gone, and I was alone.
Chapter 14
Brokenhearted or not, I had businesses to take care of that day. I wasnât going to lie in bed, mourning a relationship that had ended before it had even begun. I checked on my facilities and made sure all the wedding details were in order with my planners and managers.
Driving to my club, I passed a building for sale in Downtown Memphis that caught my eye. It needed a lot of work, but it had an amazing rooftop that overlooked the Mississippi River and the Memphis Bridge and would be perfect for contemporary city weddings. I talked to the owners, who were more than happy with the amount that I was willing to offer as long as the building passed inspection. It was perfect; and a new rental facility was just the distraction that I needed. After speaking to my attorneys and contractors, I made appointments for the building to be inspected.
After my busy morning, I headed over to church to catch up on business there that I was a little bit behind on. Choir rehearsal was in full swing when I got there, and I sat in my office, nodding my head to the music coming from the chapel. It sounded so good, I wanted to take a close look.
I made my way to the chapel, sat in a pew, and listened to the young adult choir rehearse a song for the family day event. There were more young adults in the choir than I remembered. I noticed a guy named Vernon smiling at me from the choir stand. I almost wanted to turn around, just to make sure no one had come in behind me, but I remembered the main doors were locked. I was the only one sitting on that side; there was no way he was looking at anyone else.
Soon the choir was dismissed for a break. I stood up to meet Heather, who was heading toward me. I couldnât help but notice that Vernon was still looking at me. I felt strangely uncomfortable.
âHey, girl. How did we sound?â Heather asked as she approached me.
âAmazing, as usual. You guys always sound amazing.â
âYou really should join the choir. We have a ball, girl.â She patted my shoulder.
Out of my peripheral vision I noticed Vernon was headed our way. Before I could get away, he joined us.
âHey, Coral. How are you doing?â Vernon asked with the same smile on his face.
He wasnât an unattractive guy by any means. He was very tall and toned, but not very muscular. The one thing I had always admired about him was his silky smooth dark brown skin and his sparkling white teeth. His hair was cut well, with just a few waves, and he obviously kept it manicured. He had played basketball all through high school and some in college, before heâd injured himself his sophomore year. I admired the fact that he had still finished college and now was a coach and a teacher at a local high school.
âIâm good. How are you,