"Mommy, can I go?" Christian asked for the hundredth time.

I sigh, "What did I say when you asked me the first time? Why don't you wanna stay here with Parker?"

"Because I wanna be with you." He whined, pouting his lips.

"Christian, next time you can come, but tonight no. It's for adults only." I said, putting on my earring.

"Oh, wow. Ms. Sarah, you look amazing! Whoever this mystery man is, will be very excited to see you." Parker walked in, with her hands folded across her chest.

I smiled shyly, running my hands down my dress. "Ehh, I guess. What time is it?"

"It's 7:41. What time is he coming?"

"Around 8 o'clock. I need to flat iron this mess on top of my head before the time magically changes to 8 and he pulls up." I said, plugging in my flat iron and began to flat iron my hair.

"Mommy can I make some cookies? I can save some for you." Christian said, causing me to smile at him.

"Yeah. But you gotta have Ms. Parker help you. I don't want you getting burned or hurt, okay?" I said.

As 8 o'clock hit, I began to get nervous again. I can't help these feelings I get when I know August is on his way. I'm really taking a liking to him. He's amazing, even though I've only know him for maybe two weeks. I can't shake this feeling when I'm in his presence. I don't even get this nervous around Peter. Never have and maybe never will.

Ding.

I took my phone out my purse, opening the text message.

I took a deep breath, grabbing everything I needed and headed to the living room.

"Okay guys, I'm heading out. Have fun, be safe. If there's any problems, please don't hesitate to call me. Christian be good and mommy loves you." I say as Christian ran to me.

"I love you too mommy." I bent down to give him a kiss.

"Bye Ms. Sarah. Have fun." Parker waved.

I walked out, locking the door behind me. I smiled softly at August. He soon steps out of the car and gave me a hug. I smiled, taking in his cologne. He smells wonderful.

"What's up baybeh, ya' look beautiful. But dats' always." He smirked.

I blushed, giggling at him. "T-thank you August. You look beautiful too. No, I-I mean handsome. You look handsome. Very handsome." I bit my lip, feeling slightly embarrassed.

"I get it baybeh. Come on, let's get ta' da' restaurant." He laughed, staring down at me.

I smiled, pulling away from him. He opened the door for me and I climb into his car. Once he got in and got situated, we were on our way to the restaurant.

It was a peaceful silence as the music played lowly in the background. I began to look at August out of my peripheral view.

He's really handsome, like really really handsome. Jesus took his sweet time creating this beautiful man on the side of me.

"Stop starin' at me." I quickly snapped my eyes to the front, embarrassed once again that he caught me staring at him.

Play it off!

I smacked my lips, "I was not staring at you. I thought I saw a deerbra on the side of the road."

He laughs, hitting the steering wheel. "You funny."

I smile, shaking my head at myself. "Stop laughing at me."

"Aight baybeh, I'a stop but dat shit was hilarious. A fuckin' deerbra! Hell nah." He said, making himself laugh again, but even harder.

I poured at him, poking his side. "Stop laughing at me."

He smiled at me, "Aight, dis' time I'm forreal, ima stop laughin'."

I smile back at him, staring into his shades, trying to find his eyes. "Why are you wearing shades when it's dark outside?"

"Cause I can." He said, pulling up in front of this restaurant called Ray's In The City. "Ya' eva' been hea' befo'?"

I shook my head. "Well I've been here, but I never ordered here. I came here with Peter on a little business dinner type thing."

"Why didn't ya' order anything?" August asked.

"Peter told me not to because I was getting too fat." I said, shrugging.

August mumbles under his breath, shaking his head at what I said. Without saying a word he gets out the car and opens the door for me. I get out, grabbing onto his arm. As we walk into the restaurant, I guess August had some type of connections, because we got seated right away and it was empty.

The waitress handed us our menus. "Can I stay you guys off with something to drink?"

August nodded, "Water fa' me."

She turned to look at me. "Water as well."

"I'll be right back with your drinks." She walks away.

"Aye, tell me dis', how ya' get dat' mark on ya' neck?" August asked.

"I-I was scratching my neck." I lie, rubbing on my neck.

August nods, "Tell me some mo' about ya'self."

I scrunch my face up, trying to figure out information about myself. "I moved to Atlanta when I was sixteen."

"Really, why?"

Do I really wanna dig in my past? Matter fact, do I really wanna tell August about it? Skip it, Chris ugly self already told him some of it.

"My parents shipped me off to live with my dad's sister because they didn't support me in a decision I made about my kid. I was raped by an ex of mine and you know, he got me pregnant," I paused, wiping tears from my eyes. "I was with him for months and when the police finally found me. My parents were at first so happy and I was happy too. They took me to hospital and results came back, I was two months pregnant. When we got home, they told me to either get rid of Christian or keep him. At first, I was so ready to abort Christian. To be completely honest, I hated Christian because he was a product of my ex. I told my parents I wanted to abort and they got so excited." I stopped, watching the waitress come back with our water.

"Are we ready to order?" She asked.

"Can we get a minute?" August asked.

"Of course, just wave when you're ready to order." With that she walks away.

"Ya' wanna finish?" August asked, wiping my tears for me.

I nod, "Anyways they got excited so we went to the abortion clinic and they were telling me how proud of me they were. They when I went back there, they told about their procedures they do when aborting the baby and I couldn't have my unborn child experience that. I would feel and look like a monster for killing life before it he even got the chance to experience it. I had a change of heart and I wanted my baby. My baby is innocent in this. I told my parents I'm keeping my baby and," I roll my eyes, tears still spilling out my eyes. I tried to keep all my emotions in, but I couldn't. I broke down in front of August. He got up from his seat, pulling me into a hug.

"They beat me. They told me I was a disgrace and that I deserved to be beaten and raped. They were so horrible to me. I hated them so much." I cry on his chest.

"Shh, baybeh. Ain' none of dis' ya fault. Ya' ain' no disgrace, you one strong ass woman. They lucked out onna' beautiful ass, smart ass, strong ass, amazing ass daughter. And as fa' dat' mark ass baybeh daddy of yours, ya' ain' even gotta worry bout' him. Ain' no man bout ta' put they hands on ya', and dats on ma' momma." He said and I calm down a little, wiping my tears.

"I just wish they were more accepting to my decision. Christian didn't cause none of this, why do they hate him so much? My child doesn't even know his grandparents because they hate him so much." I shake my head, pulling away from August.

He pulled me back, kissing my forehead. "How bout we continue dis' friendship and if ya' eva' meet ma' momma, we can see if she willing to play grandma ta' anotha' chil'." He said, making me smile.

"Thank you August." I said softly.

"Fa' what?"

"For being a real friend even though we just met." I said and he smiles, licking his lip at me.