Despite attending the same congregation and university, Ashe and Stephen's circles had never seemed to cross.
One class project changed everything...for the better; until secrecy and youthful indiscretion pulled them apart.
Will an unexpectant reunion in their adult years allow Ashe and Stephen to rewrite a history riddled with regret and heartbreaking choices?
Ashe watched Sarai from beneath her lids while Sarai sat beside her with phone in hand, adjusting the playlist she’d compiled for the event. Apparently, what Sarai so desperately needed help with was determining a more perfect selection of songs.
Sarai sighed and continued swiping on her phone.
“That would be preferable, yes.”
She paused, then. And looked over to Ashe. “Unless I can ask you the same?”
A claim of ignorance of what Sarai was referring to formed upon Ashe’s lips, but then she shut her mouth; too tired to continue weaving that web. “Ditto,” she finally admitted.
They sat in silence while Sarai played excerpts of one song after another, their postures relaxing in one another’s presence.
As Ashe watched Sarai tsk-tsk over her playlist she allowed her memories to wander to an era that felt closer than it was.
His hair is still the same shade of midnight, not a gray strand to be found, she thought. The short cut looks good on him. Everything looks good on him.
Ashe shut her eyes as she quietly, slowly took in a steadying breath.
Quint Emm Ellis enjoys penning plots centering around unabashedly nerdy, introverted, cinnamon-roll mantic, passionate, fallible women who happen to be black, who happen to be Christian, and who happen to love an uplifting and, possibly, inspirational story.
She enjoys listening to audio books, watching movies, finding great deals and spoiling her cat and dog rotten. Her dream is to be able to walk around in loose pajama pants all day and geek out while mastering niche crafts like music production, film editing and electro etching.