Running Away From Love (7 page)

So she said highly upset, “Quincy are you really going to let this chick come out her mouth to me like that? Like you haven’t known me longer than her? I mean what she got you pussy whipped already that you can’t check her ass?”

He smiled as he said “If we are sexing each other it really shouldn’t be a concern of yours. She is right, though. You came over here starting shit with her first, so it’s only right that she came back at you. So you can now take your ass right back from where you came from. I told you many times before I don’t have shit to say to you.”

She walked away, furious about what had just played out. In my mind I analyzed the situation. Was I really ready to deal with the whole dating scene again, because this shit is annoying! I didn’t miss how petty chicks could be. They always get mad at the girl, and not the man who they really have the problem with. Nine times out of ten he is lying to the both of us. I didn’t want to get an attitude with the girl, but she came at me with the foolishness first.

                I guess he could sense my attitude and knew I wasn’t really feeling the whole scene that had just played out. I’ve never been the girl about the drama. I liked to just chill, and have a good time drama free.

So he said in a concerned tone, “I’m really sorry about that, Jasmine. Tierra is an ex-girlfriend of mine. I guess it’s safe to say we didn’t end on good terms. So in case you’re wondering I will tell you about her. To make a long story short she cheated on me, and got pregnant by another dude. She had me believing the baby was mine, up until the baby was born. The little girl came out looking nothing like me, and that’s when she finally decided to come clean about everything. She had me out here looking like a damn fool. And after that I left her alone. I haven’t spoken to her since. I mean she keeps trying to call and plead her case. But I really am not trying to hear any of that shit. Her reasoning was that I always left her alone while I was on the road working, and that made her cheat. She couldn’t handle the lifestyle I lived. I guess she figured she would do it to me before it could ever happen to her. So that’s basically why my words were so harsh towards her. I’m normally a really nice guy, but her ass hits a nerve with me.”

I didn’t respond at first. All I could think about was how this was seriously killing the vibe that I had. He was beginning to worry.

“Come on, ma, don’t be mad at me. We were having such a good time before this shit happened. I hope you don’t let what just happened ruin our night.”

I gave him a smile that eased his worry. “It’s okay. I’m not mad; it’s whatever. I’m still having a good time with you. I understand how it feels to have ill feelings for your ex trust me. I had a liar in my life as well.”

He flashed me a bright smile as he said “Plus, I think the fact that you look so damn sexy in this dress tonight damn near drove her insane with jealousy. I have to admit it is driving me crazy. I can’t keep my eyes off of you. I think you are beautiful. You have been getting way too much damn attention in here though. I found myself getting possessive when any other man was trying to steal your attention away from me. I want all of your attention for myself.”

              His flirtatiousness brought a big ass smile onto my face.

He added in a serious tone, “You do look beautiful tonight if I didn’t say it enough already.”

He hung his head and laughed.

“Damn you got me nervous as hell right now, and that ain’t even me. I’m normally the smooth and confident dude. But you got me stumbling all over my words. I don’t know what it is about you that has me all out of my element.”

I rolled my eyes and playfully pushed him, “Stop it. You know I do not make you nervous. You just trying to tell me what you think I want to hear. Seriously though, I have had an amazing time with you tonight. This is the first real date I’ve been on in a very long time, and I want to thank you for showing me such a good time. And between you and me, my weakness is a well-dressed, nice-smelling man. Good thing for you I’m being a good girl tonight.”

He laughed as he said “It’s a good thing for you that you’re a good girl, because I could definitely turn you bad real fast. But I know you’re not ready for all that just yet so I will let you live.”

I rolled my eyes. He smiled and reluctantly said, “I know you have a lot to do tomorrow so we can leave.”

I put down my glass, and collected my purse. “Okay, I’m ready.”

He grabbed me by the hand and helped me up as we prepared to leave. As I got up he pulled me into his body, and the smell of his YSL cologne filled my senses completely. I don’t know what it is about a man’s cologne but it always does something to me. My body temperature rose up instantly. He held me firm and soft just how I like it. I felt slightly intoxicated within his embrace. I was fighting to keep myself from melting in his arms first, and then right into his bed next.

I was beginning to feel a little bit uncomfortable, but the uncomfortable feeling came from me enjoying being in his arms. It’s been such a long time since I had this type of attention from a man, and it felt really good. I guess I never really realized how much I actually missed being in the presence of a man. I mean I dated a few guys here and there. But I didn’t have any type of real chemistry with them, and for me I need to feel that instant chemistry from the beginning. Normally if it’s not there from jump then it’s kind of pointless to even pursue it any further.

With Q, I felt that instant spark as soon as his hands touched mine. I can’t even really explain it, it just felt right. I won’t lie these feelings coming over me this quickly was scaring the hell out of me. I didn’t really know how to handle it. On the other hand I was curious to see where these feelings could possibly lead me. It could either lead me to a good or bad place, but what I do know is the choice is all mine.

He lightly kissed my neck and whispered into my ear, “I’ve been dying to hold you in my arms ever since you first fell into them at the airport. It’s crazy how you’ve been on my mind so much, and I don’t even know you that well. I feel like it’s this connection between us is nothing like I ever felt before with any woman. I’m sorry if I’m being forward with you, but all I can think about is kissing your lips. I’m extremely curious to know everything that I possibly can about you.”

I tried to collect my thoughts as I stepped out of his embrace. I didn’t know how to respond. I was definitely feeling the same way, and I really wanted to let him know. I never moved this fast before with anyone. I could see myself ending this night in his bed. I just knew he would make it well worth my time. Nevertheless, I knew I couldn’t go that fast on the first date. I wasn’t trying to come across like a hoe.

I slowly walked back up to him and said “I feel the same way about you; I really do, but I really can’t move this fast with you. I’m just not that girl. I think we need time to get to know each other. Start off as friends first. That way we can date, and really get to know each other.”

He just nodded his head in agreement like he understood where I was coming from. I knew he was a little disappointed, but he had no choice but to respect it.

“Okay, ma, I respect it.”

Before we walked out he said all of his goodbyes to his friends.

              I had no idea how the walk to my door was going to go. I didn’t know what to expect. After our embrace in the club the physical attraction is definitely there between the two of us. I just hoped he wouldn’t ask to come in. I liked him and all, but late night company could lead to things I shouldn’t be doing. I was wondering if I should even kiss him goodnight. I felt like I was in high school again because of all the unsure feelings I was having.

As we approached my door he seemed to be slowing up his stride as we walked. When we reached my door, I turned around to face him to say goodnight.

“Well, I had an amazing time tonight. You definitely were an impressive tour guide, and a complete gentleman as well.”

He laughed. “I’m glad you had fun, Jasmine, but I would be lying if I said I wanted this night to end here though.”

He gave me a look that sent a chill up my spine. I bit down on my bottom lip hard trying to keep my composure he was so damn sexy. I had no clue what to say to him at this point. He really had me nervous. All I could do was fantasize about me jumping into his arms, and wrapping my legs around his waist as I kissed his lips. I wanted to taste him so bad. He knew what the hell he was doing to me I was convinced. I never yearned for a man’s touch like I did his. I’m a naturally shy person, and once I feel slightly embarrassed it’s written all over me.

              He was now staring directly into my eyes, and I was trying my hardest to avoid eye contact with him so I lowered my head slightly. He had the most beautiful brown eyes I’ve ever seen. Staring into them I swear I could get lost in them forever.

He lifted my head up with his hand so I was looking at him.

“What if I kissed you right now?” he asked.

I joked back, “Well I usually don’t let strange men kiss me on the first date.”

“Well, the look you’re giving me right now is saying you would like it if I kissed you. All you need to do is say it. Anything you want from me, all you have to do is ask. You never have to be shy or embarrassed with me
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I will give you whatever you want.”

I just stared at him I didn’t know what to say now. I guess my silence was an answer in itself. My eyes must have said it all; I knew they said I would love to taste his lips. He pulled me into his open arms leaned in, and placed the sweetest kiss onto my lips. His lips were so soft and full, and he massaged my tongue with his gently. I felt like I was floating on air, and losing my balance just with one kiss.

As he pulled away he looked into my eyes and said, “Goodnight. I will see you tomorrow to help you unpack, like I promised.”

Then he walked away.

              As I walked inside my apartment, I thought to myself that this man was doing something to me. I never felt this amount of chemistry before. He made me nervous. I was loving the fact that he was so honest and with me. I knew he wasn’t a man who played games. He had a clear view of everything he wanted, and Lord knows finding a man like that is hard as hell. All some men know how to do is lie about what he wants with you in the future.

              As I began to get undressed I couldn’t get Q off of my mind. I liked him and we only have been on one date so far. I liked everything I had seen so far. He was confident, sweet, funny, and just sexy as hell. He seemed to be the complete package. I wondered was this really him, or just what he wanted me to see. I always wondered when I meet a guy what his motives are. I mean everybody wants something, and with him I wasn’t sure just yet. I wondered what I could really be to him. Was I just another pretty face, or someone he was truly interested in getting to know?

As I washed off my makeup I looked down at my phone and saw I had an unread text message. As I looked it was a message from Q telling me goodnight. I smiled as I responded back saying good night with a smiley face. Before I went to bed I made sure to message London telling her all about my date. I would have never imagined I would date a professional athlete. I didn’t think I was pretty enough to attract a man like that. Men like him seemed to only date video girls, singers, socialites, mixed women, exotic women, and models. You rarely hear about black men with money dating a 100% African-American woman. Maybe Lebron and Dwayne Wade, but that’s it! It seemed like once a black man got some money, a black woman isn’t good enough. I couldn’t help but relish in the idea that I would be getting to know him a lot more. As I laid in my bed I was trying to convince myself not to get too excited about Quincy. I didn’t want to get my hopes up just yet. I mean yes I can see the potential there, but I wasn’t sure just yet. But no matter how hard I tried, I couldn’t seem to get him off of my mind. So I closed my eyes and let myself feel free to see him in my dreams.

              The next day as I was cleaning up around my house when my doorbell rang. I knew who it was. I felt myself begin to get excited to see him again. As soon as I realized what I was doing I forced myself to stop before I opened the door. As I opened the door there he stood in a Jordan tracksuit.

I smiled. “So you really are a man of your word. I’m impressed.”

I opened the door wider, and welcomed him inside. As he walked in he kissed me lightly on the cheek.