A stressed-out, sullen, single mom has a chance encounter with Miguel Jontel Pimentel. She's shaken, and while he's just looking for a quiet getaway, he's doing nothing to calm the sparks that fly between them.
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I felt bad. I shouldn't have run, it was so childish, aren't I a grown women? I clenched my pant leg as I laid on my bed, staring at my tapestry.
It was hours ago now, and I'd heard the shower a few minutes ago. But that only made me think about him, stripping out of that stupid tee and baggy jeans...stepping into my shower, warm water running down those pretty brown muscles...
"You have bedroom eyes...and they're so goddamn sexy."
I closed my eyes and rolled over onto my stomach. My brain was screaming at me, begging me to leave the room, go apologize, jump him. Something. Anything than just lay there see his face in my head. Did he really want me though?
Um, I think bedroom eyes doesn't mean best friend, idiot.
This could be a trap, he could be just taking advantage of the situation. Or maybe he was just a natural flirt, those people who throw flattery around the same way normal people say hi? Which means I'd just be setting myself up for failure. I couldn't see through his words. Was he flirting, or being nice? What did he want from me? Sex, or a place to hide, and why me?
Because of the way you're freaking out now. You have no game, or backbone to question.
Brain swirling, body craving his scent, I wandered to my meditation corner. I tried to meditate either before I went to bed, or right after waking up. I'd read all the benefits, and tried to keep up the practice so I'd start the day off right.
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Lighting all four candles, and my frankincense incense I took in some deep calming breaths, letting my body relax with each one. I moved my hands to rest on my knees as I sat on my legs. Letting my eyes close, I tried to clear my mind. Letting the thoughts drift in, and trying to let them drift away.
This was the part I couldn't do, eventually, I was replaying my whole day, from running out the house to the crushing disappointment of the lack of Bella's money for this month. My heart hurt because this wasn't the first time he'd done this to us. He'd been late last month as well and had paid even less than the $200 that was agreed on.
