"Hey," Mekhi says walking toward me as I stretch out my hand for his to lead him to a seat next to me at the table.
"You're sitting next to me," I say showing him to his seat as he pulls out my chair and oblige by taking my seat and wait for him take his.
"Let's say grace," my father says looking around the table and we all grab hands and bow our heads as my father bless the food and thanks the hands that prepared it.
"Amen," we all say around the table when he finishes his blessing.
"What would you like to eat," Mekhi asks grabbing my plate. As I glance around the table seeing the look of shock and surprise in almost every pair of eyes with the exception of my mother's.
"It's okay, you're the guest I'll make your plate," I say blushing with appreciation and embarrassment because I've never been with someone who puts my needs ahead of their own.
"Okay," he sa
"Baby, are you alright," Mekhi asks once my parents leave grabbing my hand."Yeah, I'm fine. Sorry about the third degree," I say throwing a scowl in the direction of Jackson."It's alright. It's rare that I don't have these conversations with people," he says trying to placate me."Really," I ask looking him in the eyes to try and detect any deception and I see none."Yes, really. There are a lot of people who don't understand my stance on becoming pro. I meant what I said," he says reassuringly."Okay," I say giving in to him and relaxing."Besides it's not like you won't be here with me through it all," he says smugly causing me to blush and I look out the corner of my eye to see Journee and Jackson's jaws drop."Yeah, yeah, yeah. You don't know that," I say blushing having no idea how to respond to him."The only
We sit like that for a little while making small talk. He tells me about his day of practices and workouts preparing for the upcoming game. I can only talk about cleaning and helping to cook the food. He tells me more about what he plans to do with his degree and I listen believing in his vision of building a company and brand that he could be proud of. I tell him about wanting to be that one teacher that made a positive impact on her students. Looking to give my love and compassion to those who want and need it. He listens intently and nods his head in agreement. We talk for a little while longer until I find myself unable to hold back from yawning any longer."Alright baby, I'm getting ready to head out," he says moving to stand."Now you're ready to leave when I yawn but not when you're tired," I say a little pouty."Of course, I'm used to late nights and early mornings but you need your rest," he says sincerely.
"Hello," I answer without bothering to see who it is."Hey baby," Mekhi's sleepy voice says on the other side of the line."Hey, were you sleeping," I say even though he was the one who called me I feel like I woke him up."No, I was getting ready to pass out when I saw your text," he says."You didn't have to call; you could've just text me back," I say to him hearing how tired he sounds."It's alright. I needed a reason to call and hear your voice," he says smoothly his voice even deeper than usual laced with exhaustion."Do you need a reason to call me," I ask boldly."Absolutely otherwise you might think I'm stalking you for real," he says chuckling."You might be right, I might be okay if you stalk me a little bit," I say biting my bottom lip."Well now that you're officially mine it'll defin
BeepBeeeeepBeeeeeeepMy alarm went off and I quickly hit the snooze button and sleep for twenty minutes more. I am still tired when I wake up, but I begin my routine all the same. After brushing my teeth and washing my face I check the weather and pick an outfit to go with the impending spring weather. I style my hair into a half up half down style and get dressed completing my outfit with accessories and light make up. I grab my phone, wallet, and school bag and head down to the kitchen for a light breakfast since there's so much food leftover I'll come home in between classes for lunch. I put my wallet into my bag and drop it onto an empty chair at the table and put on the kettle so that I can have oatmeal and a cup of tea."Good morning Na-na," Mom says sweeping into the kitchen with an air of someone who is running late searching for a mug."Good morning Ma. Running late,"
"Oh yeah, how so," he replies. "In the middle of my lecture I happened to look out my window and see a certain someone surrounded by women," I say sarcastically. "Well they're upset with me now and I couldn't care less but, I can't have you upset with me," he says sincerely. "Because…" I say waiting for him to explain. "You matter to me and they don't. It was brought to their attention that I am seeing someone so they wanted to keep asking about it and I told them it was true," he says. "Who would tell them that," I ask. "It's on the campus' social page. Someone spotted us out together and it spread," he says sounding slightly apologetic. "Someone took our picture," I gasp. "Nah, it's just gossip going around the school," he says calmly. "Is my name in it anywhere," I ask n
When I enter the room the room I can see the surprised looks on many of my classmates' face and envy in the eyes of the guys I turned down. Clearly I'm a topic of discussion since I showed up with Mekhi, so I do my best to ignore the whispers and looks and focus on the work ahead of me. The professor instructs us to continue sketching our self-portraits so I pull out my sketch pencils and head over to get my sketchbook to pick up where I left off. I return to my seat and clip my book to the easel I'm stationed at and secure my photo in place before picking a pencil to start with. I clear my mind and concentrate on the task at hand when my friend Susu taps me on the shoulder."Hey girl, how was your weekend," she asks moving both her stool and easel a little closer to mine."Exhausting but fun," I say. I know she's curious we talk like this every class, but today is different because I showed up with Mekhi."Yeah, you wer
'What in the world is this crazy fool thinking picking me up from class like this? Don't he know he's just going to cause me unnecessary trouble?! I'll just have to endure it; he is sincere in his feelings. I just don't like all the extra attention. Isn't he handsome though?' I think to myself as I walk to where he's standing."Hey," I say smiling as I finally reach him."Hey baby," he says pulling me in for a hug and kiss! I swear I can hear the curses and jaws dropping as he kisses me silly.'Oh, Mekhi! Look at all the hearts you're breaking and trouble you're causing me.'"Your class finished fast," I say."It's a rest day for me. I just go to the library to study, we go on the road tomorrow," he says taking my bag and grabbing my hand."Oh, I hadn't even thought about you leaving tomorrow," I say to him as we leave the art building."
I lead Mekhi through the entrance and the living room straight to the kitchen. He sits at the breakfast table with a satisfied look on his face and I go to wash my hands. After I begin to remove the containers holding last night's dinner from the refrigerator and open the lids. "You can wash your hands at the sink," I say to him pointing to the kitchen sink. "Okay," he says getting up to wash his hands. I grab two plates for us and return to the island holding the containers. Just as I am about to load up the first plate with food I feel two hands slide around my waist and meet at my belly. I automatically freeze as I feel Mekhi kiss me on the cheek. With a sigh I lean into his embrace and try to continue filling our plates, but find that I can't. "I can't make our plates like this," I say to him in a small voice. "Baby relax. You're all tense and nervous. I'm not going