As we're waiting for our order I look over him as sneakily as possible. He's tall maybe six-two or six-three, he looks lean underneath his jacket and dark jeans. His teeth are perfect and white and his skin really looks like brown satin; I want to touch him just to see if it's as smooth as it looks. Oops! My thoughts are running away while I'm looking at him so I turn away and look at the menu. I thought it would be a long time before I could have these feelings again. A year seems so close and yet so far away I can hardly remember how I spent my time then. I let myself wallow too long over that fool. NEVER AGAIN. I think angrily.
"Hey, I have our food and drinks," Mekhi calls pulling me from those deep thoughts.
"Okay, where do you want to sit," I ask smiling at him trying to recover the mood.
"You lead the way, I'll follow," he says smiling back and just like that my irritation melts away.
"Okay, I know the perfect spot," I say leading him to a corner in the back of the shop that has these comfortable armchairs and little table between them.
"This is a good spot," Mekhi says sitting our food and drinks on the table and taking a seat.
"Isn't it? This is my spot," I say sinking into my favorite armchair. This is different besides Rylie and Nova I've never brought anyone back to "my spot" not even that fool Jay. However seeing as though the shop is still a little crowded I suppose I had no choice. Now we're supposed to have small talk and I'm not even sure I'm any good at that.
"So, Lena how long have you been coming here for this to be your spot," he asks stirring sugar into his tea.
"Hmm it's been for a long time now. I mean my dad used to bring us here whenever we were feeling down or needed to talk away from the house. I've been coming on my own for the last five years though. At first I caught the bus here, then when I started driving I ended up here almost every day," I answer taking a piece of my muffin wondering why I said so much.
"Oh okay, I only started coming here two years ago when I started at the University," he says answering my unasked question.
"Are you not from this area," I ask taking a sip of my hot chocolate looking him in his brown eyes.
"Nah, I lived about two hours away," he says returning my gaze with his own and the mega watt smile.
"Oh okay, that's cool. What brought you to this University," I ask realizing that I am definitely making small talk and I'm interested in whatever it is he has to say.
"Basketball actually. They offered a full ride so I took the opportunity to further my education," he says.
"That's cool. I didn't really follow the basketball team. Maybe I should," I say. If Mekhi asks to me to come to a game I'm not sure that I won't refuse no matter how my mind will tell me "no" the rest of my body is saying "yes". I'm thinking too far ahead though.
"You should come to our next game, we're playing in a tournament this Saturday. I mean if you're not busy" he says laying back into the chair smiling watching for my answer.
"Hmm, I'll think about it," I reply trying to be objective and not give an immediate answer. I just met this guy and even though he make my heart race I'm just not too sure. It's supposed to be a girl's day anyway; we'll discuss this matter later.
"Alright then," he says eating the rest of his bagel.
"Cool," I say trying not to get too dazzled or distracted by this guy. He already has gotten more time and conversation out of me than the last few guys that have approached me. I wonder what's so different about him. I steal another glance at him while sipping my hot chocolate; he's just so familiar I don't know why though.
"Well Ms. Lena, I don't want to take up too much more of your time so I'll be leaving," he says standing up pulling me from my internal evaluation.
"Okay then, I guess I'll see you around Mekhi and thank you again for breakfast," I reply standing myself and sticking out my hand to shake his. Instead of shaking my hand he pulls me into a hug shocking me.
"I'll see you Saturday," he says into my ear with that velvet voice of his and I nearly melt.
"Yeah…Saturday," I respond because I can't think of anything else to say. He releases me and heads out of the shop…and I watch him, like a fool, as he leaves.
Sit down! I remind myself. I have no idea what just happened or how I ended up in this precarious situation on a cold and rainy Monday morning. I was just stopping for something hot to drink and something small to eat yet I find myself invited to a basketball game by a tall handsome guy that I'm sure I want to see again. I pull out my phone to check the time and I still have a little while before class starts so I try to search Mekhi on social media sites. After fifteen minutes of active searching I come up empty handed and admit defeat. Oh well. I think to myself I suppose it's a good thing, he's probably a very private person. I put my muffin back into its bag and grab my drink and umbrella and leave the shop as well.
It's not raining as hard when I reach the door so I just pull up the hood on my rain jacket and walk straight to my car. Taking a deep breath once I get in and close the door; Rylie and Nova are going to have a field day when I tell them about my morning. They've been trying to set me up on dates for a year now and I've rejected every single one. Woah. I don't think inviting me to a basketball game is a date right? Everyone is invited to games it's a public thing. I think I'm starting overthink things; he was just being friendly. Now I'm so confused. Ugh, let me get to class before I'm late.
The next morning flies by as all of my time outside of classes is being occupied by Mekhi; he even picked the twins and me up this morning. We have breakfast and lunch together. He also accompanies me to his dorm so I can study after he promises me peace and quiet because he has practice to attend. After studying for a few hours he comes back and we go to a store off campus to purchase school spirit wear for the twins and I to wear to the game tomorrow. I ask Mekhi to join us for dinner and he agrees so I text the twins to let them know that Mekhi is coming over for dinner. I text my parents as well to keep them in the loop of what's going on here at home. We stop by the supermarket to pick up some ingredients for tonight's dinner. I decide to make creamed spinach stuffed salmon with sautéed asparagus, loaded baked potato, and a garden salad. Mekhi holds the basket as we walk through the aisles of the supermarket hand in hand loading it up. Those who recognize
I head inside and take my shoes off at the door replacing them with the slippers I've left there. After taking my things up to my room I go to the kitchen to wash my hands and I call out to the twins. "Hey Na-na," Journee says strolling into the kitchen. "Hey, what do you guys want to do for dinner? I'm thinking pizza and wings," I say to her. "Pizza sounds good. I'm sure Jackson is good with pizza," she says. "I'm good with what," Jackson says walking into the kitchen. "Pizza," Journee and I say at the same time. "Oh yeah with wings," he says to us. "Cool, I'm going to order it now. Stay here for a moment though," I say to them and I pull out my phone to call the pizza place to place our order. When I'm done I sit at the table and debate with myself about if I should tell them about what Mekhi told me. "What's up," Journee says. "So, Mekhi has told me some things and I have to decide if I'm going to like be, be with him or not. I can't really tell you guys too many details s
I take out my phone from my bag and purposefully play some music loud enough to drown out whatever conversation they're having out there. I open my social media account and see that I've gotten a lot of new friend requests since confirming my relationship with Mekhi. While scrolling I decide to look up Mekhi's family and there are barely any images of them online. The information on them is very basic as well however there's a plethora of information on their business and the multitude of companies under them. His family's business is worth billions of dollars and my jaw hits the floor when I see the number. I knew that he was wealthy but seeing it in print just solidifies it. I exit the search engine and text the twins to check on them. They're both home preparing to head back out. I remind them to lock up the house and to text me when they reach their destination.Unsure of what else to do I kick off my shoes and lie back on his bed and close my eyes letting t
Pulling my hand he leads me into his room. It's not too small yet it isn't big either. The walls are simply decorated with posters in frames and other items. There's a small twin sized bed that's nice and made up as well as a desk, wardrobe, and night stand. I stand in the center of the room taking in my surroundings as Mekhi stands next to me holding my hand and watching my expressions.'His room is so plain and simple and much cleaner than I would've thought. Then again with someone of his status he wouldn't be a messy person. I wonder how much time he actually spends here versus his other place.'"This is nice and cozy," I say to him with a smile."Thank you, would you like to look around or just go in the living room," he asks."If you don't mind I would like to look around," I say a little shy."Okay," he says and leads me out of his room.He shows me th
As he's driving us back to campus I continue to go back and forth in my mind of whether I'm capable enough to handle his situation. I remember thinking that he's heaven sent but, I had no idea that he would be wrapped up in a nicely wrapped wealthy package. Rich people have issues much bigger than us regular people. What if he has a fiancée from birth type of arrangement that he has to commit to? I don't want to be left standing alone, I know relationships end so this may not be a forever thing but I don't want to be tossed aside either. There are just so many questions and the main one that keeps coming to mind is 'Why me?' "What's on your mind baby," he asks squeezing my hand. "A lot" I say not knowing where to start or if I should start. "If you want to talk I'm all ears. If you have any questions or anything bothering you about what we discussed you can definitely ask me anything," he says reassuringly.
When we are finished eating, Mekhi graciously declines dessert and I let him settle the bill without fussing. Mekhi holds my hand as we leave the diner and thanks the staff and other patrons again as they congratulate him once more. Outside the diner he wraps his arm around my shoulder and pull me close kissing me on the forehead. I smile and enjoy being in his embrace as we walk to his car. He unlocks his car doors and pulls my door open helping me into the car before getting in the car himself. I buckle my seatbelt as he starts the car and buckles himself in."Are you ready," he asks me holding my hand."As ready as I can possibly be," I say to him with a reassuring smile."Alright, remember…no pressure baby," he says kissing my hand."I know," I say to him tilting my head back and closing my eyes.We drive for what feels like twenty minutes in comfortable silence. I am