And there He was... (Part 2)

I opened my eyes.

I blinked them a few times.

It took me a moment to realize where I was.

Out the window, I see the skyline of the city were in. (I actually had to think about it)

It takes my eyes a moment to focus.

I see his suitcase. (so I wasn't dreaming.)

I remember where I am.

I breathe in, HARD, I hear my self breathe. My nostrils flare, and I let out a calming deep breath.

I stretch, my back slightly arches, I feel my bottom press down into the bed, My shoulders follow, my legs lock. I feel all of the muscles in my body contract, my toes point, flex, and then spread under the sheets, I lay still and relaxed.

I get pissed, because I realize I forgot to put my bonnet on. (uggh)

I sit up, wrap the sheets across my chest . My back is exposed. I sense a chill coming over my body due the fact that I am now exposed I feel sexy, (but I know my hair prolly looks like who dunnit, and my breath probably stinks something serious. lol)

It takes me a moment for me to gather myself.

The shower is running.... (And there he is.....)

I look in the mirror and say OH MY GOD! (out loud) My hair was ALL over my head. The least I could do is get the cat boogers out of my eyes. I look for my clothes (Clothes, Clothes, Clothes... Where the hell are my clothes!?)

I climb from the sheets, I'm wrapped up good. I leave them in the bed, I quickly stand up, stretch again, and start looking for something to wipe my eyes. (I pause, WHO THE FCUK IS THIS WOMAN.)

I SWEAR, There is a beautiful toned women walking by. She's tall. Her skin is brown, not just any brown, sun kissed brown. She's sexy, She's magic. Her skin shows that she had sun some time ago, Her breasts are a diff shade from the rest of her body. She is actually wearing a crown. I feel jealous. (Why is she here.) She's beautiful. Her crown is huge, its seems unorthodox to walk around with a crown like that, But she must be confident. Her shoulders are broad, she stands erect, her breasts are small, but perky they go the opposite direction from one another. Her abs were showing, like they cant be ignored. She doesn't have any noticeable tummy fat, I mean there's a little kangaroo pouch, but I can tell she works out.) She has a galaxy doodled on her back, from her neck all the way down to just above her knee. (Makes me think she's a bit modest, but she's a star, I can tell she owns who she is.) She turns to the side, and surveys herself in the mirror, her lips curl (Vain ass broad), Well maybe not, She looks proud. She's not ashamed. The way she looked at her legs let me know she was a bit self-conscious that she has scars on her legs. But I can tell, she doesn't let it bother her too much. (shrug) HOLY $H!T THAT'S MY REFLECTION. WOW....

She is gorgeous.

She is flawed.

She seems full of life.

She is me.

----FOCUS CHANGE---- The details of last night start to play in my mind. I look for my phone, and realize my arms are sore from last nights activities.

The Shower Stops. (He's about to come out. )

Chile' you would've thought I heard a gun shot. Screw the clothes. (I jumped in the bed in ONE leap, LMAO) I wipe my eyes fast, and on the sheets (they gon' change these.) and Instantly lay myself in a position to emulate sleeping. My heart truly racing, and I'm slightly laughing at myself. lol.

The door opens. And there he is.... (I Don't trust myself starts to play in my mind)

He comes out, the steam from the shower introduces, and then follows him. (almost as if it doesn't want him to leave the space he once occupied, I swear it reaches after to him..) And there he is again... He looks better today than he did last night. I missed him.

I remember us disappearing into this room, and never coming out. It seemed like the hallway to the room got longer as we walked towards the door. I remember his cold hand slipping down my back as we entered the elevator. I'm sure he was talking but I don't know WHAT in the world he was saying. I remember his voice, but I couldn't stop focusing on his hand on my bare skin. It was cold to the touch, but it was also so warm. If it was anyone else, I would've probably said. "Get your got damn hands off me."

I surveyed his body again, it was truly a work of art. (Why does he do everything in slow motion???) He proudly takes the towel and dries off his body, right in front of me. (I try not to stare, but eff it.) the towel moves over his skin, and the water slowly fades away. The, This cant be real though comes to mind again. Nah, girl. This is real. (get out of your mind and savor in this moment Crystal.)

He says, Well, Good Morning! Me, (acting like I just woke up, fake stretching and shit..) Good Morning, How'd you sleep? He says “Good. and You?“ I said I slept great! (Knowing I wanted to say, BOY, THAT WAS ONE OF THE BEST NIGHTS OF MY LIFE. LOL!) (You have to remember this was my first time in about two and a half years. I was so afraid of the next steps of my life after everything. It felt like I was 16, I was nervous, I was anxious, and still operating in fear. I just wanted to stop overthinking everything, and just enjoy the moment, Could it be, this was the start to me enjoying companionship again??? Sure felt like it.)

He asked me, "What are you going to do today??" he says, "You know I have to work, but I'd love to see you for lunch." I said casually (Ok, yeah sure. with a coy smile. ) He brought that out of me, a feeling I hadn't felt in a long time. He made me feel desired, sexy, and NORMAL, and in that special moment, I wasn't the damaged girl. I said "Ok, just text me and let me know the time." He said "Ok, I will" He said, and after lunch, Would you like to come to see my line of work?" (I said yea, of course.)

He drops the towel to the floor.

He walks across the room. (Here he goes with this slow motion shit, he so extra. lmmfao)

He slips into his boxer briefs. (The sexy fitted ones, the same ones I buy from the boys department, The same ones that if he left them laying around they would come up missing LOL )

He turns to look at me, as he stands in front of the window.

I swear this image of him is clearly out of a magazine cover.

I grab my phone, I need to keep this.

I snap a pic.

He says ok. now you... (I'm like, nah bruh, lol)

I stand up, and expose the same naked body of that woman I saw in the Mirror.

She was bomb, If she can do it. So can I.

I'm feeling little shy in front of him, because even though I knew I was a force to be reckoned with, I still had doubts at times. I'm confident, but I forgotten a little bit along the way.)

I stood there in ALL my glory.

Picture taken. (with my OWN phone.)

I plopped back down on the bed, and quickly nestle under the covers.

He slipped into his clothes, I watch how he moves about preparing for his day. (sheesh)

He checks his watch (to assure he's on time)

He slips on his jewelry, not too flashy, but worth a conversation.

He walks near me, I feel the hairs on the back of my neck stand, and my skin looks similar to the skin of a basketball. He grabs his phone, and charger from the night stand. I lay looking up at him probably with the dreamiest eyes ever. He smiles. I tilt my head up towards him, and he leans over, kisses my forehead, and whispers. "See you soon."

The smell of his cologne lingers, as he exits the room. I hear the door close.

I jump up and start dancing, whispering cheers, and, walking across the bed like I'm inside a kids Moonwalk. I'm walking around in the winners circle yall. (definitely pulling some Jim Carrey dance moves off right now, you know that dancing like you don't give a care who sees you no rhyme or rhythm. yeah that's me.) I plop down at the foot of the bed. I can smell remnants of cologne on my forehead. Alright Crystal, Lets go on a journey to find some breakfast and see some sights.

It was loose.

It wasn't love.

It was carefree.

It wasn't demanding.

It was what I needed.

He was what I needed, and desired.