Melinda
As soon as our eyes met, I knew you had become my forever. Whether here or there, the water still rushes up against the sands.
Miami FL, Age 33.
"Thanks for coming with me again Mel, it means a lot."
"It's fine, I don't mind."
"Even when the idea of crowds bothers you, it's fine?"
I turned towards Andrew, the flashing lights of the press and paparazzi that were covering the event we were currently attending as guests had finally dissipated. Reliving me from the tense body posture I had been holding onto since I rolled out of the car with Andrew. He was right, I was bothered very greatly by crowds, and I avoided them if the chance arose. The sensory overload I simply got from being around a mass audience; the sounds, the lights, the noises, the smells, all of it made me want to dissociate immediately.
But this was one of the events that Andrew would have soloed if I had not agreed to come with him. These days, he didn't seem so keen on having a partner dangle against his arm like an expensive accessory. He would rather shove his hands deep into his pockets and smile at the sparkling lights than subjugate himself to any talks or rumors that may persist if he did.
Regardless, I was in Miami for work and had today and a couple of days off, I had no reason to say no to him. The Diamond Mania, as it was called was a pre-season charity event that was hosted by the NFL and it's adjacent benefactors, something I was familiar with since Andrew had become a player, but now that he had several years away from the field and was working as a businessman in the background scene with his partner Tracey, he was attending more so as a comrade of the corporation than he was a simple player.
"You are my best friend you asked me to come... so I came."
Andrew peered down at me, his gray eyes observing me with a soft sincere smile. He was holding my hand and lifted it up slowly before placing a kiss against my knuckles, "If I said we were going to be jumping off a bridge tonight, would you also have come?" He teased.
"Don't be foolish. I would have questioned what bridge and time we were jumping off and adequately prepared a way to dissuade you from doing such a thing before we even got there." I advised him.
He chuckled, "That's elaborate for a spontaneous moment."
I pursed my lips. "You sound like my mother."
Andrew shook his head, "Ms. Jannie would have been happy to hear you are coming out tonight with me instead of holing yourself up in the hotel until your work project is over." He smiled.
I sighed deeply, "Don't tell her about this, or I'll never hear the end of her telling me why I need to go out and be more sociable. I will literally tune her out." I warned him.
He agreed and we continued moving inwards at the event space where the Diamond Mania was being held. I felt Drew's gaze still on me, but I was carefully observing my surroundings, making note of it all. I saw many men and women dressed exceptionally well as this was a formal event one where a lot of wealthy individuals were called to participate in the name of the charities they were backing this evening.
We were approaching the main doors of where the banquet would take place when he finally broke his silence and spoke his mind.
"You look stunning by the way. The dress really compliments you."
"Does it?" I looked down at the evening gown that I had managed to choose out of the dozens that were presented to me. I went shopping with Andrew's assistant to ensure I was well-dressed for the event; Andrew was insistent that if I was attending that I needed a new gown for this function. I wasn't really skilled at picking out clothing pieces that flattered me, it was rather confusing for me. I mean I liked when things looked nice on me, but the entire process to get there was a headache and dulled me intellectually, so it was great to have his assistant there to do the hard work for me.
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