IN THE MOMENT OF TRUTH

Chapter 4

Sarai POV:

OMG a weh me just do fada? Shriveling in my timbers and shaking out my draws as I hold the phone in my hand, as I stare at myself in the mirror. I can't believe I just invited this man over to my apartment. I don't even know him from anywhere. Should I call back and cancel? Or should I just go along with it? Ugh, decisions, decisions, decisions. I can't bring myself to the fact that I don't like this man but invited him over. But his voice... his voice did it for me its soo deep and sexy and his little chuckles are so pure. I can just remember how amazing his lips looked. Let me stop cause all this a just nature a call. Heading to the kitchen to make some chicken parmesan with shrimp alfredo I put on some music to keep my head from out the clouds. I definitely need to tell Meeks the occurrence that is occurring cause bad to bad me still can't believe myself. *Phone ringing*

Meka: "Hey girl, what's up?"

Me: "Girl you can't believe who just called me?"

Meka: "Gyal, doh play wid me right now, so talk, talk fast"

This bitch sound so strong today.

Me: "Girl, Xavier called me today...and while talking I invited him over for wine." I said shyly.

Meka: "waiiiii.... waiiiii.... yes lawd, the gyal finally ready fi a real Man. Aye ano likkle pray me a pray ova u eno gal. Me glad me come out fi dis... stay pon the phone mek me get the pot covers, this call fi celebration!!" she said excitedly.

This girl is something else. We both busted out laughing. I quickly went to the restroom after we finished speaking on the phone. Meka will always make me feel better about my bad decisions. Well, I hope it isn't. After taking a nice shower, making sure I use my dove coconut scrub to make my skin smooth and fresh I put on some mascara and lip balm. I don't feel like getting glammed up. I went into my closet and found a nice lavender romper with long sleeve with an open back. I made sure to use some of my Tom Ford lost cherry lightly and some rose oil on my skin to top it off. Making sure everything is right, I light some candles to even the mood and put on some chill songs. Sitting pretty and waiting patiently for what seems like forever. I hear a knock on my door. My heart started to beat at a hundred miles per hour so loud I can hear nothing more than the pressure building up inside of my body. As I slowly walked to the door, I turn the doorknob while saying a silent prayer in my heart, praying it all goes well and he nuh come yah wid no common behavior. 

Opening the door, I'm greeted by this strong scent of manhood, overpowering but smelling soo sexy at the same time, screaming dominance. Looking at him from his shoes, he is wearing Travis Scott air Jordan mid, with black shorts and an orange t-shirt. Wow, as my eyes slowly move towards his lips. They are the most desirous lips I have ever seen complimented by the most perfect smile. Lord help me! I internally cry as I feel my legs shaking. Meeting him at the eyes they hold such intense stare. Him must a wonder wah wrong wid deh gal yah. Shake It off. A nuh so u raise my girl. "Sarai, Goodnight, you look beautiful tonight." He said. "Thank you, come on in, don't want no mosquito come inside here, can't tek no bite up tonight." I said, trying to shake off my anxiety. "This is quite a nice place you have here." He complimented me saying. "Thank you, I try my best." I said. Going into the dining room area, I asked if he was hungry which he said "Me belly a touch me back right now mon. Weh u cook?" "I made chicken parmesan and shrimp alfredo." He nods in approval, as I serve the food for both of us and getting one of the best wines I have; the Caymus Cabernet Sauvignon 2020. "I see you have great taste in wine" he said. "Yes, I like them as much as I like my men, strong, tasty and intoxicating." Lawd God as if im drunk already. As he looked at me surprised at what I just said. I brushed it off quickly, "A joke man me just a test u fi see weh u woulda seh, pray ova di food." I said jokingly trying to avoid any embarrassment. I can't take that tonight, so let me watch my words. As he prayed over the food and we held hands, another moment of embarrassment washes over me. My hands are very hard, and his feel like he never done hard labor before. Ugh, I can imagine what's going through his head. But why should I care? I did what I had to do out of survival.