After getting off the phone with Onika time quickly rolls around and now it's a couple hours before our dinner, I don't think this is a date but the amount of pressure to look good makes it feel like one. I spent 45 minutes looking for something that'll fit the occasion and after finding something appropriate I check myself out in the mirror I spray on cologne, lotion my arms and legs then grab my wallet and keys to leave and meet Onika at her selected restaurant.
At this time of night traffic was pretty bad so I didn't actually make it to the restaurant until 7:35, but I wasn't concerned about my tardiness because I know Onika wouldn't be on time. All my years of knowing her Onika has always been late to everything, that girl would be late for her own funeral. Anyways I park my car in the parking lot of the restaurant before climbing out my car locking it behind me and make my way to the entrance, as I turn the corner I'm almost blinded by blinding lights as cameras flash and paparazzi all gathered around the entrance. My eyes moves to see whoever causing the commotion
Come to find out it's no one other than Onika and at a closer look I can see why she's causing such a frenzy, she looks drop dead gorgeous! So much so I have to stop in my tracks to take time to properly take in her appearance, who would have known that time would have done her so fucking well.
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I make my way past all the paparazzi making me way towards her as I gawk at the amazing looking woman, beforehand I made sure to apply a thin layer of carmax to my lips but the closer I get to the sexy vixen the drier my lips feel making me lick them in return.
"So are you ready to go in?" I ask once I reach her
"Yes I am"
I open the glass door for her letting her go in first she tells the hostess of our reservation under her name and the lady walks us to our table, on our way there I see the restaurant is pretty packed tonight and I see a few people try to sneak and take pictures/videos of Nicki. When we come to a stop we're in a private section of the restaurant blocked off by tall wooden doors, a couple of onika's security and restaurant staff stand guarding the door giving us privacy. As we reach the table I help Onika take off her jacket before placing it on the back of her chair and pull the chair out for her.
