"You have a beautiful voice." Mr Weeks said
"Sir, why am I here?" Maya asked.
"Don't call me sir, call me Wayne."
"Okay, Mr Wayne,"
"Nope, just Wayne." He said as he smiled at her.
"How come I've never seen you around. Are you from around here?"
"So you know everybody huh?" Maya asked smirking.
"This is my city." Mr Weeks said smiling at her.
It was getting dark and Maya needed to go back to her motel. She told Mr Weeks that she needed to go, but he insisted she stayed a little longer. She refused, she got on her feet, ready to leave the cafe.
"Can I at least get your number?" Mr Weeks asked.
"I'm sorry, I don't give my number to strangers," Maya said as she left the cafe.
Mr Weeks was interested in Maya, she was everything his wife was. He hit the table hard. He was furious, he removed the paper Flora's number was from his pocket and texted her,
Hey, sexy.
