Finding You, In Me (BWWM)

Part 1

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"You're so beautiful" Eric's voice sounded, his deep green eyes holding my gaze. I smiled at him for I did not know what to say. My heart shook in it's vessel. I was speechless, taken aback by this being that stood before me. This being that I had gotten to know and had now fallen in love with. He was remarkably handsome; his auburn hair, dancing in the wind. I watched him, taking in everything I could.

"Thank you." I said, diverting my gaze to the ground.

"Come on, don't do that. Don't thank me for reminding you just how wonderful you are." He pulled me closer, his breath brushing the upper part of my lips. I anticipated the next events with desperation. Our lips met, parting ways for entrance into each others heart. I salivated breathlessly, his arms wrapping around my waist, tightly pressing me against his body. I felt whole. He kissed me passionately, forgetting that we were in public, outside a café. Eyes on us, passerby's rushing past I assumed, only after. None of that mattered in that moment, everything felt perfect. It was just perfect.

"So when do I get to meet this infamous, Eric?" My sister was saying over the phone. It was Saturday evening and just like every other weekend, we were catching up. I loved these moments, hearing her voice and her laughter. It made me feel closer to her with us living in two different cities.

"You'll meet him. Relax."

"You know you've been saying that forever, right?" I could hear her chewing.

"I know, I know. It's just that the timing hasn't been all that great." I rummaged through my wardrobe trying to pick out something to wear for the night ahead. Eric was coming over for one of our Saturday night dates. We made sure to have them every weekend and it became ritualistic in a way. I found myself planning them ahead of time. What to wear, what to cook, things I wanted to do to him in the bedroom -

"Whatever, Thandie. I know he's coming over tonight, you could just let me talk to the man but you won't. I know you. I'm starting to think that this Eric might just be Erica."

I laughed at how serious she actually sounded. I laughed hard.

"And what if he is?" I joked.

"Then just let me know, dammit." She was loud.

"No, Tanya. Eric isn't an Erica and I promise, when the time is right, you'll meet him." I could hear her sigh into the receiver and that told me she was done with the topic. I wasn't ready for the whole meet the family scene. What my family thought really mattered to me and a part of me was terrified that they wouldn't approve of Eric. He wouldn't be enough for me.

"I hate being single." Tanya blurted. "I'm 30 years old. I haven't had sex in 9 months. Do you know how sad that is?"

I began to laugh, tears forming in my eyes. Tanya was always reminding me about her being single and I was starting to think that in a way she was asking me to help her find love. I knew that that was all she wanted but with her pride, she would never admit it.

"There are worse things." I told her.

"Easy for you to say, you're getting some." She bit into something crunchy.