The waitress came on the scene to take their orders. Yoshi went with two eggs and a side of bacon, while Red went with the two pancakes and bacon. For a moment neither of them said anything. Yoshi busied herself with checking the time on her phone, while Red just stared. His hazel eyes made Yoshi feel like they were burning a hole in her. She had always been a sucker for his eyes. Soft, yet cold.

“So let’s cut to the chase. I’m in town for a minute and I’m trying to have some quiet time with you. Maybe we can dip out to AC or something. You wit’ that?” Red asked.

Yoshi’s face reddened ever so slightly. “Look at you.” She smiled, letting the sun bounce off her perfect teeth. “Trying to get me to skate on a whim. I gotta work and I have a life. I can’t just cancel all my plans and dip off with you.”

“I don’t see why not. Come on, ma, you know I don’t get to see you that often. I gotta check for that when I come through town.”

“Tell me anything, nigga.” Yoshi said it like she didn’t believe him, but she knew full well what effect her pussy had had on Red. His stroke was decent, but it all went out the window when she was on her job. She could always get a whimper out of him if she worked her vaginal muscles the way he liked. Red had done everything, from licking her ass to her feet. Yoshi knew she had a good shot, and every time a nigga like Red came out of his pocket the claim was strengthened.

“For real, Yoshi. You be having a nigga thinking about that, so it’s only right that I come check on it,” he said.

“I hear you talking.” She sipped from the glass of water the busboy had set in front of her. “You and me have always had a beautiful understanding, but you know how I do it.”

“Of course,” he said as if she needn’t have even hinted. “You know I always take care of you, boo.”

“Okay, as long as we understand each other,” she said.

Red chuckled. “You know, I’ve never gotten you, Yoshi.”

“And that’s supposed to mean…?”

“You’re smart, fine, and have ambition. A nigga could make you a winner.”

“I’m winning already, cat daddy,” she said slyly.

“I could never dispute that, but I mean going about it the right way. You ever think about chucking all this shit and letting a nigga make an honest woman out of you?” he asked seriously.