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They all sat down at the dining table. Her mother, aunt and best friend were all staring at Bassem.
“Mom, Aunt Moira, Bassem is my client,” said Blake.
“Is that how you met?” Aunt Moira asked.
“Yes ma’am,” Bassem replied. Blake’s mother served Bassem and then passed him the plate. “Thank you,” he said to her.
“Such a handsome and polite young man. Are you married?” Aunt Moira asked him.
“No, I am not yet married.”
“Are you seeing someone?”
He looked at Blake. “Yes I am,” he replied. Blake raised her eyebrows. Was he referring to her or not? He was such a strange man. She couldn’t guess what he was thinking about.
“Blakie?” her mother asked.
“This tastes really good,” said Bassem after tasting the chicken.
“I’m glad you like it. Eat as much as you want.”
“What was Blake like growing up?”
Blake looked up from her plate. Why was Bassem asking that? “Let’s not talk about that,” said Blake.
“She has always been quiet, sweet and intelligent,” said her mother.
“In other words, I was a boring child.”
“Well, you did hit one boy that was harassing me in the tenth grade,” said CJ.
“That was the first time she ever got in trouble at school.” Aunt Moira laughed. Bassem looked at Blake with his eyebrows raised.
“She may be quiet, but she speaks when she needs to,” said her mother.
“Yes, she told me off today,” said Bassem. Blake narrowed her gaze at him. Was he teasing her? She had barely gotten all the words out. She had run away like a coward.
“What did you do to her?”
“Nothing, let’s just eat,” said Blake.
Blake’s mother and aunt asked Bassem all sorts of questions. They wanted to know what he did, what he liked and disliked. They asked his opinion on things. They were so nosy but it paid off. It allowed Blake to learn more about Bassem. The more she heard about him, the more she thought he was amazing.
Blake walked Bassem out after dinner. It was strange how normal it felt. He got along with her mother and aunt so easily. He seemed to enjoy their cooking and company. Blake could tell that they liked him too. Her mother had actually packed him some food to take home.
“You must think that my family is weird,” Blake said to Bassem.
“No.” He shook his head. “They’re just different to my family.”
“Is that good or bad?”
“It’s good.” They stopped at the elevator. Blake pressed the down button. “They’re warm and friendly,” he added. Blake shrugged her shoulders. Bassem put his index finger under her chin and tilted her head. He searched her eyes before he pressed a small kiss against her lips.
“I want to take you out for dinner,” he said to her.
“You do?” Blake asked. Bassem nodded. “Then take me out.”
Bassem smiled. “I will pick you up tomorrow. We have much to talk about,” he said. Blake frowned a little.
