The Meeting
576 Words
I groan in annoyance as soon as Dave tells me that he needs to meet a customer. I regret going out with him in his car. Now,I have no choice but to follow him there.
"I don't care about your meeting. I would just stay in the car till you are done. By the way, don't stay long" I say.
"You are entering the restaurant with me. I don't trust you alone in my car. You might drive off and leave me stranded."
I laugh and say "You know I would never do that"
"Oh really? You are acting like you didn't do it at Charlotte (a friend's) party.
"Oh my God! That was 6 years ago. you should have gotten over that" I say while laughing.
I remember that particular day. We both went to the party. It was a night party and I was already ready to leave by 11 pm. I told Dave that we should leave but he refused to go because of the girls fawning over him.
I just took the keys and drove off. He was so mad the next morning after getting dropped off by an Uber.Those were good times.
I look up and realize that we are already in front of the restaurant. We get down from the car and enter. Dave sights his customer and we walk up to her table.
The lady suddenly looks up at the sound of our approaching footsteps. My heart immediately skips a beat as I stare at her face. I don't think the word "beautiful" would do her justice because she is more than beautiful. Her ocean blue eyes seemed to penetrate deep into my soul. Her gaze was intense and powerful. She stands up to shake Dave's hand.
"Damn!" I mutter to myself as I check her out from head to toe. She is dressed provocatively,showing off her white glowing skin and defined curves. She is utterly hot. I swallow a few times as my mouth had suddenly gone dry at this sight of her.
She extends her hand to me for an handshake. I take her offered hand and feel her long warm fingers wrap around my hand.
"Good afternoon. What is your name?" she asks.
"Ch-Ch-Chris!" I stutter.
"Chris,I am Selena. It is nice to meet you. I love your name." she says before letting go of my hand and walking back to her seat.
Dave winks at me and sits down. He obviously knows I'm awestruck by this goddess. I also sit down and my hands begin to shake nervously. I wonder what exactly is wrong with me. I usually feel normal or irritated when I meet a woman, So why am I acting different today.
I stare at her lips as she begins to discuss business with Dave. She has full and pouty pink lips. I would do anything just to kiss her. I don't mind begging her for a kiss
"What the hell? Where did such thought come from?Why would I beg a woman for a kiss? A kiss is not something so special that I would beg for it." I wonder to myself.
I tune back into the conversation. Her voice is low and confident. She was discussing the sort of fabrics she wanted to buy from Dave. I guess she has a company that makes or designs clothes.
I lean back into my chair and continue to enjoy staring at her lovely face.
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