Autumn had finally found her way out of the door. The sun was bathing her and kissing her skin. She knew she missed that. She had returned from Savannah, Georgia over two weeks ago and had been paralyzed by the condition of her home upon her return. Her significant other Bobby had been there while she was away in Georgia and had left her house a mess. The couch was devoid of its pillows, the garbage cans were overflowing and he'd hit her liquor cabinet hard. She walked through her front door with her two bags in tow and she froze. She tried to clean, but her anger had numbed her. She never made it past the couch.
Her goddaughter Riley had come over with her husband, Roland and they cleaned, put away her suitcases and washed her clothes. She could see her floor. The past three days were good ones. She'd gone out for dinner with Riley, Roland and Hilary, Riley's best friend. They drove out to Long Island and enjoyed the best seafood that Autumn had ever tasted. Her little "adopted" family had come through and pulled back the cover on what could have been a very depressing situation.
"You have to get your house in order." Hilary said to her when Riley and Roland had left the table. "There is a man coming to you. He's coming for you. He's going to come to your door. He is everything you've prayed for. You need to be ready." With that she turned back to her plate as though she said nothing.
Riley had told Autumn that Hillary was gifted with foresight. She'd even seen a few in her time, but never one who could just speak it in standard conversation. She had to admit that her words made her excited. Her words were haunting. She shared it with Riley and Roland.
"I need my house cleaned, y'all." They stayed for three days and pulled her house back in shape. Now, it was Friday. Her car had been talking to her since she'd arrived back.
"I hear you car." she said to it's abnormal churning, "I'm going to get you serviced first thing tomorrow." She kept her promise to herself. She was at her car door, driving it down Merrick Boulevard.
She walked into WELL CAR BODY SHOP and walked to the counter. She looked up and saw a familiar face - and she knew.
Darius Willis was tall, fair skinned with a determined smile. His smile seared into her and made her wet.
He greeted her warmly. "Where have you been...I've missed you..."
"I've missed you too." she said, smiling full at Darius.
"I want to take you on a date." he said softly for only her to hear.
"I want to put you in my bed." she returned.
"That sounds good." he smiled. Autumn was surprised at herself and what she was saying. She was too grown for this.
"How old are you? Let me see your license." He produced his license for her inspection. Her mouth fell open slightly. His date of birth was 10-10-68.
"Oh my goodness! I'm 20 years older than you!"
"I'm really not into numbers baby. I'm into you."
"I'm old enough to be your mother!"
"No, your not. My mother is 84 baby. You're not my mother."
"I'm 64!"
"And I still want you." She stepped back and looked at him again. He stood about 6'2 and sturdy in his build. His shoulders were broad. He had shoulder length locs and a firmness to his hands. She looked at his build behind his company polo. My God, he was beautiful. His mustache and beard framed his mouth as his voice poured out of his mouth like velvet. She imagined putting him her bed.
He reached his hand up and brushed her hair out of her face. "I want to see you, on our own time." At that moment she became very cognisant of the dam bursting between her thighs. He was biting his bottom lip and looking at her like she was something to eat. She put her number on a blank paper she found on the counter. Call me when my car is ready.
She walked out of the shop, fully confident that he was watching her ass as it sashayed out of the door. Damn that man was fine! And he wanted her! She crossed Merrick Boulevard and got into the car with her friend Geraldine.
"What happened to you?" she asked noticing the smile on Autumn's face. She smiled wider.
"What do you know about Darius?" she asked wanting more information. She knew Gerri would probably have more information since she'd been going to the body shop longer.
"Darius? Oh gosh Autumn...don't tell me you're into him! I think that man is on drugs!"
"Drugs?"
"Girl, I was in there last month and I could smell the crack on him!" Autumn firmly shut her mouth. She wasn't going to allow anyone to take this from her. She'd been with Bobby, off and on, since she was 15 years old, she'd had enough. The possibility of something new rejuvenated her and she didn't want to share it with Gerri. There was too much of a chance that she'd poison the well. Misery does love company.
"Child please, I just found him interesting." Gerri rolled her eyes and moved onto the next conversation. That man wasn't even a conversation for her. She had other things to discuss. Autumn had already closed her mind off to Gerri's conversation and was reliving his hand brushing her locs out of her face. She was regressing to the feeling that over came her. The way her body convulsed at the slightest touch. Before she knew it, they'd reached her front door.
"Thanks Gerri. I'll call you later, OK?"
"Alright then." Autumn walked up the stairs to her front door. She seemed to dance all the way. She closed the door behind her. She knew she shouldn't be thinking of him in this way, but she couldn't wait to fuck him...
