Elizabeth Brooks
Royal Bank, LA
April 3, 2002 (a week later)
“What are you wearing?” Jake asked on the phone.
I looked around nervously in the room as if the phone was on speaker. “Jake, why are you calling me?”
He laughed on the phone and I relaxed into my chair, happy to hear his voice.
“I’ve missed you all week” he said; cause my heart to skip a beat.
“I missed you too…” I mumbled, surprised that I was able to say it.
I heard him sigh and then a knock in the background.
“What is it?” He called to the door away from the phone.
“Sir, Mrs. Roberts is here to see you.” A soft voice informed him.
“Baby, I have to get back to work. Can I see you tonight?”
“What time?” I asked unable to hide my excitement.
“I will pick you up after work, 5 pm right?”
“Yes” I said nodding my head
