THE UNEXPECTED DATE

CHAPTER 1

Terian sat looking at O'Neil in awe. She listened to his stories about life at sea and saw him in a light she didn't know he possessed. He was perfect in all his imperfections, god-like even. It helped that the bartender had gotten her order wrong and sent a mudslide without alcohol to her. She knew what she was feeling wasn't a result of drinking. He took her open hand into his on the tiny dinner table." Kiss me," he said. She leaned in without hesitation, pride swelling in her cheeks. Kisses in public? she asked herself. She let him take her bottom lip between his, as a soft moan escaping her. The Hennessy on his lips made him taste as manly as he looked. She wanted him and soon.

Everything felt right. The night wasn't too hot; they were sitting around a table on the outside at her favorite joint. They talked about nothing and everything. She got his jokes and she didn't mind him talking because she didn't get to experience him much because of his work. She mentally recorded everything about that night, unsure of when she'd be able to drown herself in him again. She studied the way he spoke, his drawl, the slight lisp he had. She watched the way his lips moved, she knew his laugh like it were her favorite poem. She let his spirit make an imprint on hers.

The waitress came to take their order. She watched as he looked the menu over once and quickly decided what he wanted"I could really eat a Doctor fish right now." Life in the states hadn't stolen his roots."Doctor fish?" she laughed. "I haven't heard anyone say that in a long ass time."O'Neil ordered the steamed Snapper as Terian still deliberated the menu."Would you like to see our Meat Lovers menu?" the polite waitress asked."Ya, sure we'll look at it" O'Neil agreed and the waitress left them to fetch the menu."It's so late to be eating though." He said looking at his Gucci watch. He had such good taste, she thought."Ya it is. Especially since we're going to bed soon" she agreed.

It was around 9:30 pm and the sports bar was relatively empty, after all, it was Thursday night so one wouldn't have expected a large crown. She preferred it that way. They talked and laughed at the waitress, who seemed to be struggling to get orders right, for almost an hour. The waitress returned with the Meat Lover menu and handed a copy to them both. It included ribs, steaks, and an array of red meat." Anything but pork for you" he told Terian." Why? Allergic?" she asked."No. I can't stand the smell or taste of it, and I'd rather not taste it on you." She blushed. She really didn't want anything from the listed menu anyways. The waitress insisted on asking O'Neil the same questions over and over again, "What would he like to have?" "Did you want something else?" He was annoyed but it was so cute. If Terian didn't know better she would've believed the waitress was flirting with him. 

O'Neil's fish came first and then Terian's burger that she finally decided to go with. They talked and laugh as they ate. The music in the sports bar was extremely corny and they hated it, even though Terian couldn't help but singing to the songs she knew. For whatever reason, it seemed they were playing the poorest renditions of very popular songs and then some not so popular ones. They laughed as they discussed how it seemed as if Jamaicans were immune to copyright laws. Artists in the States weren't allowed to cover songs the way Jamaicans did to EVERY hit song. They talked more about his experiences as a U.S Sailor being based in Asia. She loved how passionate he was when he talked about his job functions as a DAPA. It was so ironic, a borderline alcoholic encouraging troubled youngsters who had alcohol-related run-ins with the law. As he told her a story about his ship sailing into Chinese waters, Terian rested her chin in her palm and admired him. 

It was clear that there was chemistry brewing between them. The chemistry she did not anticipate. It was unspoken but they both knew they would feast from each other tonight. They drove in comfortable silence back to his hotel. She followed him through the hallways of Terra Nova as he led her to his suite. As if he couldn't get any more boujee, he had reserved the Hemmingway Suite, meeting room and all, for vacation. It was large, fully stocked with his favorite, Hennessy. Upon entering he tilted the bottle of V.S.O.P up his head as Terian excused herself to the bathroom. Slowly, she undressed, appraising herself in the mirror. Looking at her figure, she admired the way her hips curved and her breast filled her hands. The illuminated bathroom warmed her honey-brown skin, she was practically glowing. Her cheeks flushed and her eyes wild with want. 

She was ready to fuck.