Chapter 19

 

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Tyson threw his small suitcase in the back seat and headed for a restaurant he frequented when he lived in Atlanta. There, they made the best eggs, grits and waffles he’d ever tasted outside of his own.

As he enjoyed his breakfast, he saw her, Desiree, heading his way. Was she stalking him now? It couldn’t be a coincidence that she was here.

He sighed. She was still pretty in the face, but she looked to be twenty pounds heavier. The weight looked nice on her. She even turned a few heads as she approached his table.

Tyson kept on eating, hoping she would keep walking by but when he heard her say, “Well, hey stranger,” he looked up at her.

“Hi,” he said. He didn’t want to be rude. He was always a gentleman no matter the circumstances, but he also knew how to put someone in their place; especially someone as conniving as Desiree.

“How have you been?” she asked him, taking a seat.

“I’m good...um, if you would excuse me, I was enjoying my breakfast alone and—”

“Okay, I just need to say this, Tyson.”

“Say what?”

“I’m sorry about the things I said regarding Dennis. I was angry at the time.”

He grinned. “You’re a piece of work, Desiree.”

“What do you mean?”

“That’s all you’re sorry about?”

“Well—”

“You’re sorry about the things you said regarding Dennis, but you’re not sorry you cheated on me with my best friend. That you lied to me for months and let me propose to you knowing that your heart belonged to someone else. What are you even doing here?”

“I moved back to the ‘A’ a few months ago...heard you got married.”

“Yep.” Tyson wiped his mouth, then stood up. “I’m going to see my beautiful wife as we speak. Enjoy your day,” he told her and walked away. As far as he was concerned nothing else needed to be said. Their relationship was over and done with. He’d moved on and that was that. All he wanted to do now was get back home to see Gabrielle.