While the elders were busy schmoozing, Tammie and Kareem stepped out for a moment.
“Dude, I’ve got news - I’m not wearing it right now, but I have a ring. Guillaume proposed last week,” she told him.
“Girl!!! Congrats!!! When’s the wedding? Let me know so I can give you a proper present.”
“Well, we’re not sure yet. You’re literally the first person who knows in Brooklyn Heights.”
“Why the secrecy? You’re not scared Maria will try to sink her hands into him, are you?”
“Oh, no. Although, considering her involvement in the Keith situation, she might start rumors if she finds out. You know how vengeful she can be. But no, we’re still thinking through the whole living in two different countries thing.”
“Tams, you know you can’t keep living your life for others. Your aunt is a big girl, she’ll handle you moving to France.”
“I know, but...”
“No buts! Go to France, enjoy the lovely European countryside, your fiance’s delicious wine, and of course, your gorgeous fiance himself.”














