Welcome back!” Tamia beamed with pleasure when she arrived home that evening to find Lou and Honey sipping cocktails in the living room. “Hey, papi,” she called out warmly. “Hola, working girl.” After setting down her attaché case and stepping out of her high heels, Tamia made her way over to the sofa. She laughed as Lou caught her around the waist and pulled her onto his lap. She kissed his pockmarked cheek, then drew back and smiled into his eyes. “I didn’t know you were stopping by today.” He grinned. “Honey invited me over for dinner. She’s been telling me for months what a great cook she is, so I decided to see for myself.” Tamia grinned at Honey, who sat curled up on the love seat. “You definitely won’t be disappointed. Baby girl can throw down.” She winked at Lou. “Which is why I’m still keeping her around.” Honey pretended to pout. “And here I thought it was because you enjoyed my company.” Tamia laughed, snagging Lou’s glass and stealing a sip of his drink.
