attention to where I was going," I said, as I scrabbled to help them big up their bags.
"It's okay, ma," the voice said, causing me to freeze in place. Even though I'd just met him, I knew his voice. When I looked up into those big brown eyes, I wasn't surprised when I noticed that it was Onijae. "So we meet again."
"It seems so," I said, handing him the bags that I picked up from the floor.
"Thank you. So where are you so in a rush to go to?" he asked, as he gestured for me to start walking.
"To the food court. In case you've forgotten I haven't had any lunch and my stomach is talking in tongues now," I said, rubbing my stomach. Just the thought of food had my stomach crying and begging for food.
"Can I join you?" he asked, shocking me. I could feel my heart rate speeding up. I wanted so badly for him to join me, but I remembered that I was meeting my friends.
"I'm actually about to meet my friends," I said, a little disappointed, wishing like hell that wasn't the case right now.
"It's okay, ma. Maybe we can do it some other time. It was nice meeting you pretty, later."
"You too," I said, before we parted ways.
As I continued to walk to the food court, I couldn't help but look back. When I spotted him staring at me, I waved, before turning back around. I damn near ran off. I don't know if or when I was going to see him again, but I surely hoped, it was going to be sometime soon.
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Chapter 3
Onijae
I had no intentions on coming in here and flirting. Hell, I really had no intentions on coming here at all today actually. Once I got to the shop and finished the few heads that I did have today, I didn't have anything else to do, so I decided to come to the mall. I was only coming to pick up a pair of tennis shoes to wear to our annual barbecue, which my company was throwing for the community next week. Not only will there be free food, we will be giving free haircuts, raffling off gifts and a few other things. There will also be a bouncy house, and a water slide, since it was kind of hot outside.
The moment I saw shorty; I couldn't help but to step to her. I mean, I've never in my life, seen someone so perfect and sweet. I couldn't leave the store without at least, speaking to her. The minute she opened her mouth to speak, my heart melted. She had this innocence about herself that I absolutely just loved. I know I was wrong for even thinking about another woman, while I was with Bianca, but I couldn't help it. Besides, lately something has been up with her and I just couldn't put my finger on it. I still love my girl, but it’s just that things have been different lately.
As I stood there watching shorty walk away, my mind was telling me to go after her. I've never felt this way about another female since the day that I first met Bianca back in high school, and that was a long time ago. I knew nothing could possibly come out of this and yet I still wanted to get her number. Fuck it , I thought, as I began walking back towards the food court.
I was halfway there when my phone began to ring. Looking at the screen, I noticed that it was Bianca calling. I wanted to ignore her and get at shorty, but I didn't. Something was telling me not to. I noticed there was a bench to the left of me, so I took a seat on it.
"Hello," I answered on the third ring.
"Hey baby, what are you up to?" she asked, sounding rather jolly today.
"I'm actually in the mall right now. What's up?"
"Oh nothing, I was just calling to see what you were doing," she responded confusing me. Bianca never calls to check up on me. Sure, we would send a text here and there, but never a call, unless it was important.
"Oh. How's your day going?" I asked.
"It's going. I'm about to go shopping with my sister. Then I'm going to grab a late lunch. You want to join?"
"Nah baby, I can’t, I'm swamped. I have to go to back to the shop and to the car wash.”
"Okay, well, I'll see you later," she said, sounding a little upset.
"See you soon,