Page 12 of Stay Awhile
I didn’t knowwhy I allowed this damn woman to get me to take her ass out tonight, but I couldn’t get the thought of that man coming back out of my head. At least that was the reason I was going to go with for now because I didn’t do attachments, especially when I knew I was on a suicide mission. I had no intent on making it out of this alive.
So, I didn’t need to create any attachments. This would be our last time together and the last time she would see me here. It was time for me to go. I made a mental note to enjoy her and this moment, since I had never been on a date before. Ever.
Was this shit even a date or just strangers having dinner just in case the creep from earlier popped up to make sure she wasn’t lying? I thought back to all the plans I had made for us and then back to the question at hand. I had never been on a date before, but I could assume this shit was a date.
My phone buzzed on the mattress, so I walked over slowly to answer it. I knew who it was because he was the only person who had the number.
“How can I help you?” I asked.
“Well damn, you would think your greeting would be a tad bit more friendly, seeing as I got you out of the country and in a nice ass spot,” VC responded.
Again, there was that smile. I found VC funny naturally but had never gone far enough to show it. In this business, it was a weakness to show any amount of emotion, but it seemed as if since I had been around this woman for this short period of time, it was all I had done in the past twenty-four hours.
“I should be taking another flight to kick yo’ ass. Brodrick Dick—” I started before VC burst into laughter. He had always been the only boy in my sector as a kid who had always held onto his laughter and outlook on life. The rest of us allowed the reality of our situations to drown out anything that meant we mattered to anyone.
“Aight, I’m gone.” I said, about to hang up.
“Man, you stay alert with yo’ serious ass.”
“Stay alive,” I replied, then hung up.
I knew that was VC’s way of making sure I hadn’t done anything radical to end up dead. We never said it, but we were all each other had. Shit, it had been that way even before the mission, so I knew he had a feeling of what I was getting ready to do when I requested to come here. He knew how tight I was with my money and there was no way out of the blue that had changed within me.
I knew that would be the last time I spoke to him. I shook off those thoughts for now because I didn’t want to go into this night I had planned with that shit on my mind. It would only put me on alert, and I wanted to chill tonight. Allow myself to have one night without worry or concern.
I stood in front of the mirror and checked my attire. I had never gone shopping for shit to wear like this. I picked out a cool short sleeved cream colored button-down shirt, but left it unbuttoned with a white tank beneath it. I grabbed a pair of brown slacks that looked like they were tailored just for me.
I ran my hand along my jawline to check my handy work with the cleanup of my beard, then walked into the bathroom to put on my watch and then a gold cufflink bracelet on my other hand. I added a few sprays of cologne, then slipped my gun into the holster hidden beneath my slacks, then my knife attached to my ankle.
Once I was certain I was prepared for anything, I stepped out of the room, then made my way down to the lobby to wait on Skye. As I stood in the center of the lobby, I caught the eye of almost every woman in the lobby. I could see the desire heavy in their eyes.
I was far from conceited, but I knew I was handsome as fuck, which was why I rarely dressed like this, but this time around, I wanted to match her fly. I knew she wasn’t walking out of that room half stepping. I hoped she was cool with what I chose to wear.
Damn, there I went again. When had I ever thought about whether a woman liked what I wore? Never. But here I was worried about what a woman thought that I had no intentions of seeing again after tonight. I shook my head at the thought. As soon as I turned to look in the opposite direction, I saw her.
“Damn.”
It was all I could get out as she walked over to me wearing a color similar to mine. Great minds thought alike, I guess. I loved a beautiful natural woman, and even with the light makeup she had done, it had my damn mouth watering. Her hair was loose in tight curls that fell around her shoulders. Her dress caressedevery curve, making me question just how supple her thighs and ass really were.
I stuffed my hands into my pockets to keep control of them. I didn’t want to overstep, and the way this woman smiled at me let me know overstepping was exactly what she was looking for. The closer she got to me, I had to remind myself I was only supposed to show her a good time. This woman was too good for me. The potential hell I could bring into her world…she didn’t deserve that.
“Well, I guess I’m not the only one who got the memo on brown. You look really good, B,” she said as her eyes ate me up from top to bottom.
If my complexion wasn’t so deep I was sure she would have been able to see that I was blushing at the sight of her and her appreciation of me.
“Thanks, but I don’t have nothing on you. You make my ass look like a sideshow attraction. You’re the main event,” I told her.
I stood back and looked her over once more before tilting my head toward the doors leading to the beach. I didn’t know if she forgot or not, but the resort was hosting a Kava ceremony, which was an integral part of their culture. I knew she was here for more than just the views, so I wanted to make sure she felt safe, which was why I didn’t plan to take her from the resort. Not to mention, I wasn’t sure what awaited for us outside of these resort walls.
The moment we stepped outside, there were traditional Meke dances happening. The dancers wore colorful costumes and danced with drums playing around them. Some were even holding bamboo sticks. The moment one of the resort staff saw us, they led us to a table near all the action.
I glanced over at Skye, and she had the biggest smile on her face, which in some way made me feel at peace. It was like I wasliving for her happiness for those few stolen moments and time. I didn’t believe in much, but I knew someone had to be looking out for me. Meeting this woman was a sick joke.
Why introduce me to the woman I would have loved to have at my side if I had a truly fair shot at life? I chuckled aloud at the thought.
“It’s amazing, right?” Skye asked.
I looked over at her wide, and expectant eyes, then nodded. I returned my attention back to the show and leaned back in my chair as they brought menus around. Once we placed our orders, a town leader came out and shared their town’s legends. That was when they handed out their traditional drink, the Kava.
