MICHAEL'S POV
I arrived at the restaurant 20 minutes early and got a table. Agreeing to this blind date was something out of the norm for me. When Amelia told me about her hot, educated, ambitious boss I knew I should give it a shot.
Being a seal made it hard to keep a woman. I missed being with a woman, someone to call my own. We occasionally went to places where we would meet hot and horny girls eager to fuck or even just suck a seal's cock. I never fucked any of them, only got my dick blown, and then I would call it a night. I realized I needed more than just one-night stands.
So I decided when I returned home I would take out Amelia's boss. Amelia didn't tell me many details, only that her name was Dionnah. She was 26, an accountant, and African American.
I thought the name Dionnah sounded familiar but I didn't question Amelia about it.I didn't know if I should trust Amelia to set me up on a date. What if this chick was hideous or even a man pretending to be a woman? I love Amelia as a sister but sometimes she did some crazy things.
After sitting at the table for about 10 minutes I noticed a sleek black car pulling up at the restaurant. Moments after a curly-haired woman stepped out and closed the door. I couldn't see her face clearly so I didn't know if it was my date.
I noticed she stopped at the entrance of the restaurant and didn't enter. She was waiting for someone I figured.
I decided to dial the number that I got from Amelia who stated that I should not call it unless I saw a black Durango. And that's exactly what I saw parked in front of the restaurant.
The phone rang once then I saw her fish her cell from her pocket. She checked the caller ID. I know she saw the unknown.
Second ring. She looked around.Third ring.
"Hello," she answered quietly.
"Hi," I countered.
She didn't say anything else because she realized that the 'hi' came from behind her.
She slowly turned in my direction.I gasped a little as I saw her face. I knew I recognized her. She was the girl on one of the few photos my brother sent me saying it's of his Fiancee Danielle and her sister Dionnah.She was definitely beautiful. But didn't she recognize me by now?I noticed she was scanning my body from my toes to my arm. Her eyes lingered on my chest. She trailed me with her eyes until they met mine. They fixated for a while until she started to look uncomfortable, so I spoke."Hi I'm Michael, you must be Dionnah," I smiled.
"Hi, it's nice to meet you," she replied.
"Shall we go in?" I gestured.
She hesitated a bit before replying, "Sure."
As we walked inside all eyes were on us.
We sat down and started to chit-chat when I started hearing snickering around us. I knew Dionnah heard them too because she shifted uncomfortably in her seat before speaking.
"I think this was a big mistake," she let out.
"Really?" I inquired.
"Yes. I don't think this will ever work out," She gave out as she went through the door.
I was left alone at the table. I recognized her but she didn't recognize me.
I couldn't wait to see her in two days. I was gonna tell her but she gave up on the date too quickly.
She was even more beautiful than I expected.
Her skin was flawless ebony, it shimmered as the light hit it. Her lips were plump and rosy.Her eyes seemed to be black or dark brown. I couldn't tell because of the scarce light.I had to thank Amelia because 'damn!', Dionnah far exceeded my expectations. She was beautiful.
And in two days I would see her again.
DIONNAH'S POVI got out of bed at 8. Even though it was a Saturday I didn't like sleeping in. I was always a morning person. Thinking about the day ahead and the new possibilities to do great always got me going.I loved the smell of the crisp morning air and the smell of Danielle's early morning breakfasts that I looked forward to.The only thing I had on my mind was relaxing and spending my day by the pool. I got up and fished out a red and yellow polka dot bikini before heading to the bathroom to brush my teeth and take a quick shower.I put on shorts and a tank top then headed downstairs. Upon entering the living room I noticed it was empty. I strolled to the kitchen to find it empty also. A note was sitting on the counter.'Morning Dee didn't want to wake you. Jon and I are gone to pick up his brother. Be back in a couple of hours. XOXO Dani.I sighed, "So much for an early breakfast."I decided to make an egg omelet with toast. I was wavering between having orange juice or mimos
If I had a weak heart, I would be dead. I could die of fright and no one would know why, except for the tall, built, handsome, oh so sexy man standing in front of me. While on our date, I didn't get the chance to appreciate how good-looking he truly was.He wore a Navy-blue T-shirt that hugged his strong, toned torso, his charcoal-coloured jeans pants covered his long-toned legs that could run a hundred marathons without buckling and caving in underneath him. His outfit was completed with sneakers that matched the colour of his jeans. I could see the ink that covered his right arm. It was from his wrist leading up to the length of his arm and disappearing under the sleeve of his shirt. I could make out some of the images. I saw a rose with a name scribbled on the stem, Jesus Christ with his hands clasped, and some teardrops flowing from his eyes. I never thought about tattoos being sexy, but looking at his, I got an uneasy feeling in my stomach. My eyes lingered on his arms, appre
His eyes were like two laser beams burning into my soul. I couldn't take it anymore. “What?” I inquired. He just stood there still, assessing me, scanning me with those damn eyes of his and then he spoke. “Why did you run out on our date?” He asked.“Why didn't you tell them we've met before?” I countered.“Would you rather I did?”“Actually, no,” I blurted. “It was my first blind date, and I wasn't expecting someone like you.”“Someone like me?” He asked with eyebrows raised.“You know, Amelia didn't tell me you were white, and that threw me off. I mean, I've never dated a white guy before. I, much rather prefer men of the same colour as me,” I said, hoping I didn't sound like a bitch.“Oh, now I see. Are you prejudiced?”“Of course not. My sister's fiancé is white, and he's remarkable. It's just not my preference.”“OK I get it,” He smiled.“So, have you ever been with a black girl? – I mean, dated a black girl,” I corrected.“I date all different types of women of all shades, colo
The rest of the weekend flew by quickly. I stayed in my room mostly, so I could finish up some documents on my computer. The fashion show was only a few months away, and I needed to be on track with everything.When I woke up Monday, I felt refreshed. I got up to take a shower when I heard movements in the hallway. I placed my ear on the door and I listened. My heart jumped when I heard a small knock on the door. I bit my bottom lip in order for me not to scream, and then I waited and heard feet shuffling away. I took a deep breath before I opened the door. My eyes landed on the trinkets down below and my breath caught in my chest. There was a light-brown teddy bear wearing a red bow. It was almost as tall as me. A box of chocolates lay perfectly in a heart-shaped box next to a well-put-together bouquet of Lilacs. There was a huge white box with a red bow. I looked up and down the hallway to see if I saw anybody, but I didn't.I hurriedly moved the items inside. I flung the bear on my
MICHAEL'S POV Fifty-six hours, twenty-two minutes, and twelve seconds. That's how much time had passed since Dionnah and I shared the most exhilarating kiss. 13, 14, 15. I kept counting the second hand on the clock that was sitting on the nightstand. Fifty-six hours, twenty-two minutes, and eighteen seconds. That's how long since I've seen Dionnah. Was she avoiding me? Did she enjoy the kiss? Now I felt guilty because over the years I've kissed many women and ghosted them after. Maybe this was my retribution. I went up to her room door a couple of times contemplating whether or not I should knock, but I was told by Dani that Dionnah was engrossed in her fashion show project. My heart stung with heaviness as I longed to see her face. Was this really how a woman felt after a man hit it and quit it? If so, then I feel awful because I'd done this to so many women. I didn't have all the time in the world to make a tally of how many hearts I left in shambles. It was Sunday night, and the
DIONNAH'S POV I was just sitting there, gritting my teeth and staring daggers at the three people making fun of my blind date fiasco the other night. So, what if I ran away because the man was white? I just didn't date them and that was that. “Haha haha!” Dani threw her head back, giggling like a lunatic after she recited something funny at my expense, again. Her luscious lips, which were similar to mine, trembled as she belted out the most unladylike laugh I had ever heard her give. I was angry at her for outing me and letting everyone know I don't normally dress like this. I watched through squinted eyes as Jon wiped his soon-to-be wife's mouth. She laughed so hard that she began to drool. “And then I said, Dee, Don't knock it till you've tried it," Jonny added, sending Dani into another fit of laughter. She threw herself into Jonny's arms. Both of them held each other as they laughed their asses off. Those two, Dani and Jonny, were like two peas in a pod. A part of my insid
M.I.K.E.“Good afternoon, Mrs. Miller, this is Dionnah Delaney from Delaney Designs. I am calling to confirm our meeting next Tuesday. Looking forward to doing business with you." Dionnah sat at her desk making business calls, trying to get that hot piece of work out of her head. She couldn't stand their heated encounters but yet, she secretly desired them. The adrenaline rush and the heat he emitted when he got deeply agitated made Dionnah more turned on than ever. Maybe she was a little crazy, she thought. This behaviour was a little toxic. “Hmm," she hummed attentively while she listened to her potential client on the other end of the receiver. M.I.K.E.Y.“Yes, Mrs. Miller, we do offer top-notch service and I guarantee satisfaction, if not, you get 50 percent of your money back." M.I.C.H.A.E.L.“I hope so, too. Thank you for considering Delaney Designs. Have a lovely day," Dionnah chimed in her best customer service voice as she ended the call. She wanted to ensure she gave nothi
“How dare he! How dare he!" Dionnah fumed, throwing her pen across her office. Michael had built up her heart with excitement and the possibility that she could love again, only to shred it by accusing her of cheating. After what dirty Derick did to her, she not only promised herself not to date anyone white, but she also made a vow that if she managed to get into another relationship, she would never cheat or give her partner any doubts about her fidelity. “Oh, shit!” She whined to herself. “This man is driving me crazy."She paced around the room, ignoring her office phone that kept on ringing non-stop. “What am I thinking? How can I cheat on someone I'm not even in a relationship with? Why am I so bothered by this?" The phone kept on ringing. “Shut up! Shut up! Shut up!" She grabbed her purse and slapped the phone over and over with it until it fell off her desk. “Oh, My God! I think it's dead." Amelia entered the office just in time to see Dionnah murdering the office phone. “