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Normani was standing a few feet away from me, so I ended up coming a little closer. I stood over her, watching her every move. She smelled so good. I wanted to hug her or some shit, but I didn’t want to overwhelm her. For one, I could tell that she was still trying to take this shit in with me popping up on her.
“That probably would have been the case if I remembered that you told me you were coming down here today. I have been on the move since five this morning, and I completely forgot about you coming down here. Why did you get me roses and chocolate, Billionaire?” she questioned, folding her hands against her chest and looking up at me.
Something about her calling me by my government just turned me the fuck on. I loved that proper shit on her.
“Why wouldn’t I get you roses and chocolate? Take the shit before I feel like you don’t want it,” I said and put it in her hands.
She laughed and then leaned in and smelled the roses.
“Thank you, although you didn’t have to do this. You are such a gentleman,” she said, trying to be sarcastic because of the way I handed her the shit.
“Why you always feel the need to tell me what I shouldn’t be doing? I don’t really like that shit,” I said, following her as she walked over to the driver’s side of her car.
She pulled her keys out to unlock her car, but I grabbed her arm.
“Nah. Ride with me. That was the purpose of me coming down here anyway. I want to take you to lunch. Where you want to go?” I questioned.
Her gray eyes fell on me, and she released a sigh.
“I’m used to taking my break on my own, and—”
“Well, get un-used to it. Where you want to go? Just bring the flowers and shit with you to my car. This my third time being around you. I would think that you would feel a little bit more comfortable around me,” I said.
My hands had gone on the hood of the car, resting on either side of her. I was closing her in. A few people walked by, and they all smiled at Normani. They were mainly women, and I saw a couple of them give Normani a thumbs up, basically letting her scary ass know that I was a good pick. Obviously, she didn’t see that. Really, they were just giving her the thumbs up because they saw that I was a handsome ass nigga. A handsome person like myself, popping up on somebody who wasn’t even my shorty yet, and I was coming with gifts and shit.
“I am comfortable around you. In fact, I’m probably too comfortable. If we go to lunch, let’s just go to lunch. I don’t want to kiss, I don’t want to be in your lap, none of that. Just friends. Billionaire, I told you that, but I feel like you aren’t really listening to me. My friends don’t buy me roses and chocolate,” she said.
“Yo’ friends ain’t as real as me. You said you wanted to be friends. I never agreed to that dumb shit. Why would I be friends with somebody that I’m attracted to? Ima keep my hands to myself, aight? You coming with me or what? Damn, can I feed you without being drilled?” I asked, looking down at her.
She had her face frowned into a pout again, which made me want to lean in and kiss her on her lips like I did the last night. But I was going to chill because I ain’t want to give her a reason to bail out and not come to lunch with me.
“We can go. There’s a little spot across the street where I like to eat. They have the best chicken Caesar salad and smoothies,” she finally said.
Feeling like I had won the lottery, I released a big smile, flashing my grills at her. My smile caused her to smile, as well. She held the roses and chocolate in one hand, and I grabbed her other hand as we walked to my car. I opened the passenger door for her, and she handed me the items that were in her hand, so she could remove her lab coat and place it on the back of her seat. Then she got in, and I handed her stuff back to her.
During the drive, I picked her head a little bit, mainly just wanting to know how her weekend was and shit, and how her day was going so far. The conversation was short lived because the little spot that she was telling me about was really right across the street. It was cool, though, because once we got inside, I would pick her head some more.
“I’m going to try something different today. Just get me the chicken Caesar wrap with a pineapple smoothie. I’m going to run to the restroom,” Normani told me once she and I got inside the small restaurant.
A few people were standing in line, wearing their work clothes as well, probably on their lunch breaks.
“Don’t try to leave either. Come back,” I demanded.
She laughed and let me know that she would be back.
Normani was still gone when it was my turn to order. I ended up getting the same thing as she did, but instead of a pineapple smoothie, mine was strawberry. The second I pulled out my cash to pay for the food, Normani came out of the restroom.
I saw one empty table in the restaurant, so I pointed and told her to sit right there, and she did. Five minutes later, the food came, and I walked over to the table, carrying the tray of food along with napkins and shit. I placed everything on the table, and just like the last time we dined together, I sat on the opposite side of her. My stomach was rumbling, and I was ready to dig in, so I hoped this food was good.
“Thank you,” Normani called out to me.
Like last time, she used her hand sanitizer, and this time, like clockwork, she just reached over and squeezed some into my hands without even having to ask if I wanted some or not. We both said our grace, and then we started digging into our food.
“Damn, this is good. I should have ordered two,” I called out after I took a second bite.
Normani laughed and looked up at me.
“You’re greedy,” she responded because the wrap was a pretty decent size, so most people would have probably eaten one and been full. Not me, though. I could eat like a damn bear.
