Being African American, dating outside my race is against the law. But how could I hide the fact that I love this man?
I've had my eyes on such a woman for quite a long time. But my Boss wouldn't dare let me be with her. Only if I follow his rules.
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he was doing it again. staring me down in a public place. making me feel self conscious. i was scared to ask him why. maybe he brought another loved one here or another girl. maybe i reminded him of a woman he used to have and he's just recreating their memories.
i had so many doubts in my mind on why he would want me. i haven't asked him but i didn't want this to end.
he told me that i gave him goosebumps every time i agreed to meet him. every time he looked me in the eyes. i never thought i could make someone feel that way.
then he asked me how do i make him feel and i was lost for words. i stuttered and muttered. when he furrowed his eyebrows at me i told him he made me feel good.
good.
a word that didn't nearly describe the happiness he filled me with. the fire in my heart that urned for him from the moment he smiled at me.
i wish i could have said it all. i wanted to spill everything i was thinking.
but i said good.
and when the night was over. i thought he wasn't going to say it. but just like everything about him he surprised me. he actually said it. "four."
