Chapter 18.

"You didn't have to come all the way to pick me up," Tiana remarked as James opened the car door.

Waving off her comment, he went to his side, exuding a striking presence in his black Lexus. Clad in black cargos and a shirt, his signature cologne filled the car. Gold chain and watch adorned him.

"You look beautiful, as always," he complimented, pecking her lips. Tiana, in blue jeans and a maroon top, with silver accessories, had just applied lip gloss and eyeliner.

"My man is looking so... shesshhh," she hyped him, admiring his presence.

"You know, you know," he responded playfully, licking his lips and rubbing his beard. She laughed at his antics.

"So, where are we going on this hot Saturday afternoon?" she inquired, and he shrugged, focusing on the road.

"How was your week?" he asked, prompting a conversation.

"Jobless," she chuckled. "I went for two more interviews, one at Vanguard and Channels. Wait, I've already told you."

"How was yours? You never tell me anything," she question