some sight.â
Christopher couldnât help but return his best friendâs grin. âIt was.â He then studied Gabe. They had been together the better part of the day going over things at the office and in a long string of meetings. In addition to being his best friend, Gabe was also his business partner. âWhat brought you by? I wasnât expecting you.â
âIâm sure you werenât. I decided to pay you an unannounced visit to make sure you hadnât brought any work home from the office. You work too damn hard, Chris. What you need is a vacation.â
âA vacation?â
âYes, a vacation. I order you to take some time off.â
Christopher smiled shaking his head. âYou order me?
âYes.â
âThatâs cute, Gabe. Real cute.â Christopher gazed at the man standing before him. Their friendship had spanned nearly ten years. After leaving Savannah he had made his way to Detroit where heâd had the good sense to apply for work at a construction company that Gabeâs father owned. The older man had taken him under his wing and later, he had talked him into furthering his education right alongside his son. Christopher decided on a degree in industrial design and Gabe in structural engineering. Then they both graduated with MBAs at the top of their class. Omar Blackwell, who had since retired, had signed ownership of the business over to Christopher and Gabe. Christopher, who never had anyone take an interest in him before, other than a former teacher Mr. Thompson, had felt nothing but gratitude and appreciation for the Blackwell family; a family heâd been adopted into.
âNo, Chris, Iâm serious about you taking a vacation. Mamaâs orders. Sheâs worried about you. When you were at the folksâ house for dinner on Sunday, she picked up on how tired you looked. And you know Mama. She likes worrying about us.â
âWhy didnât you explain to her that the reason I looked tired was because Iâve been staying up late working on the Landmark deal?â
Gabe shook his head. âThat would have only verified her claim that youâre overworked. Do yourself a favor, donât argue with Mama. Take some time off and go somewhere or youâll have her breathing down our necks and constantly checking up on us.â
Christopher nodded, knowing Gabe was right. Joella Blackwell was a force to reckon with and they knew when she spoke she meant business. âIâll call her and promise to take a trip somewhere in a few weeks. Thereâs no way I can leave now with the Landmark Project nearly finalized.â
Gabe nodded, knowing just how much that particular deal meant to Christopher. âBut you do promise to take time off soon? And I mean a real vacation and not one of those âletâs make a dealâ business trips.â
Christopher thought for a minute. He had received a newsletter that had been forwarded to him from Mr. Thompson advising him of his high school reunion, a seven-day cruise to the western Caribbean. He had a mind to go just for the hell of it since most of his former classmates probably thought he was in jail serving time, or even worse, dead. âYes,â he finally replied. âIt will be a real vacation.â
âOkay, then please let Mama know so sheâll stay off our backs.â Gabe laughed. âAt least until she decides to stick her nose into something else. Sheâs still intent on marrying us off so donât be surprised when she starts sending those single church women our way.â
CHAPTER THREE
Garrett and Mya
M ya Rivers looked across the room at her husband who was surrounded by an army of beautiful women. She had long ago learned not to get jealous when it came to Garrett. Some women it seemed liked athletes and cared less for their marital status. In fact they were challenged by it. That was one of the reasons she was paying close attention