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“Where in the hell is my cell phone?” I’m rummaging through my bag, trying to find the damn thing. Just as I find it, it stops ringing.

It’s my mother, of course. I don’t know why she insists on these monthly family dinners. I could be at home with my feet propped up on my couch, with a glass of wine, watching 911 reruns.

Instead, I’m being forced to endure these long dinners.

My mother is determined for the family to stay connected, as if dinners with all of us are going to make all the drama go away.

Just as I’m about to put the key in the door, it bursts open. It’s my little sister, Sapphire. She pulls me into the living room.

“September, girl, you are not ready for this one. Ma has got a new man, bitch!”

I grab the glass of wine from her and take a sip as I kick off my shoes. We settle onto the couch to gossip.

“Sapphire, what the fuck are you even talking about, and who is this man?”

I don’t have to wait long because in comes my brother, Andre. He sits on the floor in front of us with a beer in hand.

I notice both my siblings drinking, and I don’t want to be left out, so I hand Sapphire her glass back.

“Let me go get my own drink and see who this man is you’re talking about.”

Andre looks up. “Oh, Sapphire didn’t tell bayburt escort you about his daughter, huh?”

I look at him like he’s crazy because if my mama invited his daughter, I know it’s serious.

I head into the kitchen and I see my mother taking the mac and cheese out of the oven.

“Do you need any help with that, Ms. Stevens?”

I turn my head to the voice, and the woman standing before me smiles in my direction. She extends her hand to introduce herself.

I take her hand. “Hello, I’m Samirah. You must be September. Nice to meet you.”

I look her up and down and smile. “Nice to meet you as well.”

Just then, my mother clasps her hands together. “Well, now that all the introductions are out of the way, come help me set this table, Tember.”

I cringe. Only my mother can get away with calling me that.

I hear a slight chuckle, and it’s the sexiest sound I have ever heard. “Aw, that’s cute, Tember, short for September.”

I shoot her a pleading look. She walks past me and bumps me on the shoulder. “Don’t worry, I promise I won’t call you that.” Then she whispers, “If you ask me nicely.”

I raise my eyebrow at her. She winks and goes to help my mother set the table.

I walk back to the living bilecik escort room where Andre and Sapphire have pulled up 911. “Shit, now it’s my usual Friday night.”

My siblings both groan. “We know.”

“All you do is sit at home. You need to get out of that house some of the time,” Andre complains.

I suck my teeth. “Whatever.”

I hear my mom’s voice call us to the table.

I’m babysitting my second glass of wine when my mother’s eyes light up like a kid on Christmas morning. She jumps from her seat and runs into the arms of this mysterious man.

I watch my mother kiss this man in a way I’ve never seen before. He turns around and looks at me. “You must be September. It’s so great to finally meet you. I’m Desmond. I’ve heard so much about you. Your mom can’t stop bragging about you and your brother and sister.”

I smile back at him. He has a kind face, and my mother seems happy, so that’s all that matters to me. So I return his warm greeting. “It’s so nice to meet you as well, Desmond.”

The rest of the night is pleasant but for the most part, uneventful.

Sapphire and I sneak outside to light up and finish the night off with a nice buzz. Just as we’re sitting back, reminiscing about our childhood, Samirah comes bingöl escort and sits next to us.

“I hope I’m not interrupting you guys, but could I please get in? Your mom and my dad are just about fucking in the living room, and your brother already made his departure.”

We look at her with pity, and Sapphire passes her the blunt. We all settle back into our seats.

Hours seem to pass, and we haven’t realized how much time has gone by. Sapphire looks at her watch.

“Shit, ladies, I have to go. I have work in the morning.”

I kiss my sister good night and shut my eyes.

Suddenly, I feel like I’m being watched, and I open my eyes to see Samirah staring at me with half-open eyes. She smiles at me slightly and opens her mouth partially and runs her tongue along her teeth before handing me the blunt back.

She stands up and stretches, allowing her body to relax into the stretch. I’m mesmerized by the way her body shifts and her shirt lifts just slightly, revealing her bare skin.

I take her in. She is actually gorgeous with a close cut, dyed deep brown, that matches her complexion perfectly. She has a bohemian quality to her that’s kind of alluring.

What’s most alluring is how appealing this all is to me, especially since I’m not into women. It was just something about her.

She pats my leg. “I should be going too. Let me get your number.”

We exchange numbers, and for some reason, I’m excited to wait for her call.

As she’s walking away, she says in a way that turns me into mush, “I find you attractive too, Tember.”

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