OMARI

4: OMARI

"Good Morning," she grinned, "Sleep okay?"
"I'd like to believe I did. How was your night?" His voice was still groggy, it was probably obvious that he was asleep not too long ago.
"It was good," she nodded.
"Looks like you know my place of dwelling now," he tapped the door frame, to which she laughed softly.
"Hm, not too shabby for a bachelor," she teased.
"How'd you...?" His countenance changed, " you a spy?"

"Maybe," she shrugged playfully.
"Don't play with me now, Ya," he leaned on the doorframe, arms crossed.
"I see we're doing nicknames,"

"We are, we are. So Ya, I need help with the time if you'd be so kind," he said with some sass.
"It is... quarter to ten am," she informed, looking down at her phone.

She looked like the sweetest lil thing, Omari thought to himself. Yes, he was younger but the way they looked nobody would've guessed. Yandi was a naturally baby faced girl, as she got older she just had a youthful flair to her. Omari liked that about her. And gosh her smile... she smiled over just about anything. She smiled the night before when declining his invitation, smiled saying good morning- she smiled whilst telling him the time!

He then noticed how she got carried away with her phone, going through emails.

"Is that- is that Gmail?! Ya... come on," he moved to her and using her hand, pulled her phone away from view.
"These are important emails, Mari," she giggled. "Sorry, I get carried away. This is supposed to be an actual vacation and I'm out here perusing court dates."
"Law, nice," he smirked, still wondering how she couldn't guess he's Laurie's brother.

"Yes, I am an attorney. But please, don't think differently of me it's not deep," she raised a hand for emphasis.
"Of course not," Omari cooed, taking her hand and guiding her through the hallway.

"I work in finance so it's definitely not deep, we're cool," he chuckled. Her hand rested in his inner elbow, which he liked.
"Oh, you're a money guy,"
"Consultant at the moment, entry level things," he cleared his throat as they approached the elevator.
"Touché," she smiled.

The doors opened and it was empty, they walked in and stood in silence momentarily.

"You look really nice," he complimented.
She wore a pair of orange palazzo pants and a white see-through dress shirt to match. The shirt wasn't buttoned, revealing a pretty bikini top underneath which matched her pants. Her hair was tied to the back in a loose bun with shades over her head for when she needed them. The look was gorgeous.

"Why thank you, I could say the same for you," she really meant it. Omari probably looked good in anything he wore, or at least according to her. She thought to herself that if anything he'd still look good in a teddy bear onesie!

"Oh you know... I try," he said with a hint of humor.
"Well trying or not the look is effortless," she remarked just as the elevator doors opened.

Their shuttle bus awaited them outside the hotel building where a few other tourists sat waiting for departure.

Yandi and Omari found a seat and settled in, still in conversation.

"So do you travel alot?" Omari asked.
"Nope," she said popping the p, "But this is a start," she pointed out.
"Getting out of your comfort zone, nice," Omari nodded in agreement.

The vehicle began to move, signaling their departure. Just then Yandi's phone rang, her phone displaying Justin as the caller ID.