“You’re kidding?”
“I love him. When I met Jordan, marriage was the last thing on my mind. I was having a good, single girl time. He’s a brilliant surgeon, but sometimes he’s a little inept when it comes to dealing with people who aren’t his patients. The day I met Jordan, I had just started dating this fine bald caramel guy in my building. My dad had a mild heart attack and Jordan was the doctor on call. He took great care of my dad and once my dad was back on his feet, Jordan asked me out.”
“How romantic.” Kyla reapplied her lipstick.
“I wouldn’t say that, but he was a cute doctor and I felt obligated, because he had saved my dad. Anyway, it was the worst date ever. He took me to dinner at the hospital. I couldn’t wait to get home. When he brought me home, he kissed my hand and asked me out again. I don’t know why, but I said yes, and that date was even worse. We went to a coffee shop across the street from the hospital.” They both laughed. “And again, when he brought me home, he kissed my hand and asked me out and like an idiot, I said yes. I thought, okay, third time’s a charm. He picked me up and took me to church. I had made up in my mind that it was the last date. After service he said, ‘I’m sorry, but the only places I really feel comfortable are church and work. But if you give me another chance, I’m sure I can figure out a better place to take you on a date.’ At that moment I was ready to marry him.”
“Sounds like Sean.”
“They’re a lot alike. The other night when Sean called, Jordan woke me up and said we needed to come see Sean right away.”
“I don’t understand.”
“You girlfriend, have been the subject of quite a few phone calls and emails.”
“Let me guess, Chris?”
“Come on, let me buy you a drink.”
“How about a mineral water instead? I gave up alcohol once I started hanging out with Sean.”
“Girl, you’ve got it bad.” Zoë smiled as she opened the door.
“What about the guys?”
“They’ll be fine. Let’s go.” They walked out and Zoë waved at Jordan as they entered the bar and climbed up on a couple of stools. “As I was saying, Chris came over this morning and started in on how you’re a bad influence on Sean, and how it’s just a matter of time until he slips up again.”
“What?”
“May I help you?” the bartender asked.
“Two mineral waters, thank you. Oh and see that incredibly sexy man in the navy blue suit and gray shirt waving?” She pointed at Jordan waving to the bartender.
“Yes.”
“Put the drinks on his tab, thank you. Where was I…oh yeah, Chris. He came over this morning ranting and raving to Jordan.”
“I don’t know what Chris’ problem is. I haven’t done anything to him.”
“Don’t try to figure him out. He’s not worth the brain cells.” They laughed. “The only person on earth I know that can handle him is Trina. God bless that girl, I know there’s a special place in heaven for her.”
Kyla smiled and shook her head. “She’s a sweetheart and she never judged me. She’s been a real good friend and that beautiful baby.”
“My godson is cute, but my son Jordy is much cuter.” She took out her phone and pulled up his picture.
“He’s adorable. Look at the smile and those eyes.”
“Thank you. He has his father and uncle’s eyes. See what you can have…I’m just kidding.”
“Let’s take it a step at a time.”
She put her phone back into her bag. “If it makes you feel any better, Chris isn’t a big fan of mine either.”
“What is with him?”
The bartender placed the glasses in front of them. “Thank you,” they said in unison.
Zoë took a sip before answering. “Their mothers grew up together and kinda forced this friendship on the boys. As kids they were fine, but on