Rafael spotted Aaliyah first, her presence pulling him in. Maysha nudged her, grinning. “Girl, that man’s been staring at you, and he is fine.” Aaliyah’s heart skipped as she followed Maysha’s gaze. Rafael.
He started making his way to their table, and Aaliyah felt a rush of memories. Tonight was supposed to be about celebrating her promotion to associate, one of the youngest to do so in Atlanta. But now, facing Rafael again, she wasn’t sure how to feel. Would she be open or awkward?
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