A Secret Dinner?

I told Angel about the sudden piece of new information I found out about Adonis. I like the name Adonis. Of course that is not his name. Even though he is a piece of shit, I wouldn’t put him out there like that. Angel of course being the woman she is, suggested I just call him, grill the shit out of him, and then tell him to fuck off. I sorta took her advice.


I was preparing to leave work on Friday afternoon when a Federal Express carrier arrived and delivered me an overnight envelope. I wasn’t expecting anything. After signing for the envelope, I noticed that it was from Adonis. I wondered to myself what did this motherfucker want now. I guessed since I wasn’t answering any of his calls or texts, this was his only other option. I quickly ripped open the package and out fell a note. On the note Adonis had scribbled, “I hope this gets your attention. Steaks are on at 8. I’m sorry.” I was wondering what the note meant when I noticed a small piece of paper had fallen from the package to the carpet. I bent down and picked up the piece of paper and it had an address written on it. I figured this must have been his address to his home but I couldn’t imagine that he would risk me coming there if I decided to take him up on the offer. I didn’t even know if I wanted to see his face. He did owe me an explanation though.

His condo was located right in the city probably about 25 to 30 minutes away from where I stayed. I couldn’t believe he would risk me knowing where he lived. I figured he must trust me. I pushed the buzzer with the number from the note on it and his voice came over the intercom telling me to come to 301A. Adonis was standing in the doorway as I wandered down the long hallway looking for his condo. He had a look of worry on his face when I saw him. I guess he was trying to feel me out to see whether I was going to just speak or punch him in his face. I played it cool. I spoke and walked in. I looked around his place. It had a sunken living room with hardwood floors. A brown leather sofa and oak furniture surrounded the entire condo. Adonis excused himself to the bathroom and I decided to take a look at another room in the condo. I walked in and the room was filled with pictures. Pictures of her, pictures of him, and pictures of them. It was true, he was married. Just as I picked up the silver framed picture of his family, Adonis walked in.

“Let me explain.” He said. I replied, “No need.” Adonis looked at me as if he had seen a ghost. I guess he expected me to turn into some psycho bitch and turn the condo upside down. He had to have known I am too classy for that bullshit.

“Are the steaks ready?” I asked

With a confused look he replied, “Yeah they are. Follow me.”

TO BE CONTINUED…………………………..


Noah's Arc: Jumping the Broom