Part 57

Part 57

“Thank you for giving me a chance to make you smile.” Elijah said in a deep whisper.

You know how you feel when you're about to go on a date, the uncontrollable smile, the butterflies, and anxiety of what may happen? Yeah, I didn’t have that problem. I stepped out of the room, using the hallway mirrors to check myself out, and damn I look good. I stepped on the elevator feeling like a million bucks and stepped off feeling even better. Although I was hoping that King wasn’t in the lobby, there he was, sitting, but not smiling. He looked at a man that was also in jeans, a dress shirt with a bow tie, a pair of dress shoes, and a blazer. I was shocked to say the least. This man was beautiful, like a beautiful man on the front of a magazine type beautiful. Don’t get me wrong King’s hot but this guy, stepped out of someone’s dream.

“You going out with him?” King said walking towards me.

I ignored the hell out of him, I was too focused on this man standing there with flowers, and a big bright smile. I ended up walking pass King to get to the man I was hoping to the Gods was Elijah.

“Hey there, I’m Elijah from the electronic store.” He said walking towards me with a smile.

“Aaliyah.” I reach out my hand and he greeted it with a soft kiss. “Do you like the flowers? I hope you do and I’m hoping you don’t want to keep them because I really don’t want to let you out of my sight until we depart for the night.”

“I do like them but I don’t need to keep them, I don’t have a vase to put them in anyway.”

“Good, I promise to buy you more.” He looks at King, “Here, hold these for me partner.” He hands off the flowers and extends his arm to me.

In my mind I am pleased with his looks. With my heels on, I’m at his shoulders, he has to be around six feet about four to six inches. I have no clue how I didn’t see him. His complexion is like a dark mahogany, clear, and well taken care of. He’s that complexion you just want to bite. He has a close cut goatee, pearly white teeth, and hazel eyes. Elijah looks like an athlete, built like he works out regularly, but the softness of his hands doesn’t reflect any hard labor.

“Ms. Aaliyah, I had a change of heart and I hope you don’t mind. I would rather take you somewhere low key but nice. A little dancing after we eat?”

“Elijah I’m sorry to ask but I have too. How old are you?”

“I’m 20, how about you?”

“17.”

“Yeah, now that makes a big difference. So, why don’t we go somewhere to eat and we can do a little dancing after we eat.” Elijah said with a smile.

“If you say so.”

“Have you ever driven on the back of a motorcycle?”

“No!”

“Good, then I’ll be your first.”

Elijah handed me a helmet, told me to put it on, and he would make sure it was secure. I watched him put on his, but was having a little difficulty. I forgot to mention, he has shoulder length hair. A loose curl pattern like mine, very beautiful, with our curl pattern we can wet our hair and go. The only thing, I think women look great with long hair, not men.

“What are you waiting on? Come over here, I’ll help you.”

I handed him my helmet, he pulled me close to him, telling me he needed to be able to pull my hair back. Once the helmet was on, he hit a button on the side of it.

“Can you hear me?”

“Yes.”

“Good, these are Bluetooth helmets. When riding there’s a lot of noise you normally won’t hear when you’re in the car. This way we can still talk normally without trying to yell over the sound. I’m going on get on the bike first to balance it, then you get on right behind me. You have a choice, you can hold onto the handle bars right there or you can hold onto me. I prefer you to hold onto me.”

“I’m sure you do.” I said with a smile.

“I want to drop you off later tonight the same way I picked you up. If you’re comfortable, all you have to do is wrap your arms around my stomach but not too tight, and press your chest to my back.”

“Got it.”