Chapter 3
Bobby reached out and opened the back door of Fallon’s SUV, ducked his head down as he reached into her backseat. His cologne filled up the truck’s cabin, Fallon smiled softly.
He slid his powerful hands under Danisha’s back and behind her knees and lifted her out of the truck. Danisha recognized who he was and wrapped her arms around his neck. Bobby smiled and walked past the wheelchair he rolled out for her and carried Danisha into the hospital.
Fallon watched her daughter get carried into the back past all of the other’s waiting. Children in Danisha’s condition never had to wait. Her daughter not waiting isn’t what caused her to rest her head on the steering wheel.
Tears of relief fell from her eyes because just for a few minutes she didn’t have to do everything. Tears fell from her eyes because for a few minutes someone else picked her baby up and carried her. Tears fell from her eyes because for the first time her daughter had someone with her as she parked the truck.
Fallon lifted her head from the steering wheel and closed her eyes again as she hit ignore on her truck’s screen to this Scott dude calling yet again.
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“I love your hair little lady. Does your mommy do your hair, or do you go to one of those fancy salons?”
Danisha looked the man up and down before she answered. The man chuckled at this little girl’s poise and watched her say, “My mommy doesn’t know how to do my hair. I go to a hairdresser. What’s your name Mr. question man?”
Fallon turned around from her phone call as she sat in the food court of the mall and saw a handsome man in a FedEx uniform kneeling down and speaking to her daughter.
“Hey Sabrina, let me call you right back. I may have a fish on the line.”
A deep chuckle came from the man as he put his hand on his chest before he extended it towards Danisha and said, “Where are my manners. My name is Robert.” He stood from his kneeling position to a 6 foot 2 inches tall and extended his hand toward Fallon and continued, “But my friends call me Bobby.”
Bobby was impressed with Fallon’s smile. Her teeth weren’t perfect, but they sat perfectly in her mouth.
Her lips made her lipstick look expensive. She wasn’t exactly fit like the women he normally was attracted to, but she was in amazing proportion. Standing about 5 foot 6 she had a little belly, but he thought it was cute on her.
Her mocha complexion didn’t hide the times she didn’t wait for acne to run it’s course, yet her skin still looked smooth and hydrated. She smelled like peace and although she wore an H and R Block polo, the way she dressed her daughter, the accessories she wore, and the hills she had on told him that she had tons of style.
Fallon laid her hand into his and said, “Nice to meet you Robert.” Bobby smiled and said, “The pleasure is all mine.”
“Mr. Robert.” Bobby looked down at Danisha and said, “Yes ma’am?”
“My mommy is looking for a boyfriend.”
Bobby smiled as he said, “Well I’m not looking for a girlfriend. I only need friends right now.”
Fallon smiled and said, “My daughter thinks I’m looking for a boyfriend but I’m looking for exactly what you are looking for.” Fallon tilted her head to the side, raised her eyebrows and said, “What’s up?”