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Friday, June 24, 2011

Unfaithfully Yours, Part VI

                By the time Drea showered and dressed for her date with Shun, she felt a little nervous about going out with him. It was a feeling that washed over her quickly as she stepped into her new shoes. She started to call him and reschedule because she never felt like this before a date.
                Maybe Shun was different. She didn’t have to worry about keeping a fa├žade up around him because they at least knew enough about each other to have good conversation.
And there was that kiss. The thought of his lips against hers sent chills down her spine. She wondered if she would be able to control herself in the dark with him if he kissed her again.
“It’s just a movie,” she said to her reflection as she teased her hair. “And nothing has to happen. But if it does, I’m not going to be too upset about.”
                About an hour later, Shun had pulled into the driveway and was talking to Aretha in the living room.  “And what are you two going to see?” she asked Shun as Drea walked into the room. Shun’s eyes roamed her body in that slinky black and red dress. Aretha even gave her child a once over.
                “Are you sure you two are just going to the movies?” Aretha asked.
                “Yes,” Drea said. “I just wanted to wear this dress.”
                “And you look very nice,” Shun said appreciatively.
                Aretha rose to her feet. “Have a good time.” When she left the room, Shun wrapped Drea up in his arms.
                “Why did you really want to wear this dress?” he whispered against her ear.
                “Because I wanted to see your jaw drop,” she replied with a sly smile.
                “Are you hungry? Maybe we can have dinner before going to the movies.”
                She shrugged, feeling Shun’s growing attraction against her thighs. “You want to skip the movie, don’t you?”
                He looked down into her eyes. “I wouldn’t mind it, but . . .”
                “Let’s go.”  What are you doing? she thought as they dashed out the door.
                They hopped into his car and started toward the interstate.  “Drea,” he said. “I intended for us to see a movie. I wanted to just kiss you in the theater. But seeing you in this dress, I have to tell you something. . .”
                “You want to sleep with me, huh?” she questioned.
                “I definitely want to peel you out of that dress and see what’s underneath it,” he replied, shooting a quick glance at her. “But only if you want to.”
                “Well, I didn’t put this dress on just because.”
                “So, dinner and then we can drive to Florence and get a room?” He sounded unsure and Drea couldn’t help but smile –despite the fact that she was nervous herself.  Shun was different. He had made an impression on her. Or maybe it was just the fact that he was familiar. Reminded her of her father. A military man who would protect her, right?
                “Yes,” she said.  “Dinner sounds a lot better than watching a movie.”

Sunday, June 12, 2011

Unfaithfully Yours, Part V(and a half)


       Yashira and Drea had spent the majority of the afternoon in and out of shoe stores before Drea picked out a pair of silver strappy open toe heels.
       “Those shoes are hot, you’re going to have to let me borrow them,” Yashira said.
                “Depends on how the night turns out,” she replied with a flirty smile. Drea glanced at her watch.  “Let’s grab some lunch and talk about you and Calvin.”
                “Yes on the lunch, no on the talk of Calvin. Lying, cheating bastard. Last night we decided to go to the lake. He said he wanted to talk and then he shows me a sonogram picture.”
                Drea covered her mouth with her hand. “Are you serious?” she asked after a beat. Yashira nodded.
                “And his mother, according to him, is making him marry the girl because she doesn’t want him to bring shame to her ministry. What is this, Elizabethan England?” Yashira sighed and pointed to a deli a few doors down from the shoe store.
                “You know I’m not going to eat there,” Drea said as she looked at the flickering pulled pork sandwich sign.
                “Maybe they have salads. Come on, you’ve gone to Atlanta and stopped eating meat?”
                Drea shrugged and nodded. “I’ve made some serious changes in my life, meat’s just the beginning.”
                “I guess that means you want be looking up Shelton while you’re at home this summer.”
                She rolled her eyes and snorted. “Not if he was the last man on the planet. That was one time thing because I didn’t want to head off to college a virgin.”
                “I heard that he’s been asking about you, so you must have put something on his mind,” she said. “How about Chinese?”
                “That sounds delish.  And you know what, I know the perfect outfit for tonight,” Drea said with a smile. “And it matches my shoes.”
                “That Asian dress that you said you’d never wear?” Drea and Yashira slapped five. “That’s going to be perfect.”
                “Shun won’t know what hit him,” Drea said. “Now, Calvin and his future wife, I say we should crash the wedding and eat their shrimp. You know his mother is going to make it seem as if they were high school sweethearts and this was in God’s plan.”
                “You’re so stupid, but you’re right. They always had a good spread at those church events,” Yashria said as they walked into the restaurant.