Naomi's POV
I want Silas to kiss me so bad right now.
Currently, Silas and I are studying for our exams just a couple days shy before winter break. It has been a regular occurrence for us to go to a quiet designated area in the back of the library, specifically next to the section of books that would throughly explain the lives of icons like Aretha Franklin.
In fact, Yara is also here with us and in a way that doesn't help with calming my already racing heart. The moment I saw her walking towards us, I honestly had to check to see whether I was drooling or not. She changed her hair up into faux locks and styled it in a half up and half down style where the strands of hair that were out had some hair jewelry that just make it look even more beautiful. Her make up look was very natural and that lip gloss she was wearing just made her already plump lips look so much more juicy and smooth. In fact, Yara and I have a little plan brewing and if it all goes well, then things are about to change real soon.
3 of Us at a Cuban restaurant turned out to be an experience of a life time. It was perfectly planned. Before Silas asked Yara to join us at the restaurant, I was the one that recommended to invite her in the first place as test of sorts to see how he would react. If he didn't like Yara, I would have been so disappointed. Although, I would be lying if I said that I would accept it if that was the case.
It was just one of our regular Face Time call sessions and I just wanted to see how he would react and if that smile was any indication, I already knew that I successfully reeled both of them into my little web. I specifically told them both to dress in the fancier side. It was a time to Dress to impress!
I have made up my mind days prior and if those subtle glances we each keep giving each other was any indication, I sure as hell was going to be the one to give us a little push into a better direction. In a way, I was going to see what their thoughts would be on relationships that included more than 2 people. More specifically their thoughts on exclusive relationships that includes 2 women and one man.
I honestly hope Silas can handle us both women, because I do have the tendency to at times be more on the aggressive side. Regardless, there is no harm and trying because I don't want to look back and regret not even taking a chance in finding happiness in people that I am harboring romantic feelings for.
The day of our planned meet up, I remember getting straight out of the shower in my robe and my hair already braided in cornrows. The weather is changing into more of its cooler seasons and it's the time to tap those wigs back into the game. Specifically, a new wig that I was just so excited to install. After using some Got2b Spray and Hick's Edge Control, I was already upgrading my look with this cute curly light brown 22 inch wig. I even remember being so proud that I finished my make up in 45 minutes rather than the usual hourly long session that I am accustomed to.
[Make up look and hair 👇🏾]
As for my outfit, considering that I don't want to come off too strong, I wanted an outfit that screamed "sexy, but calm". So I decided to wear a high waisted maxi skirt with a right sided slit paired with a crop top that showed the perfect amount of cleavage. The top was designed perfectly to see my back tattoo, some side boob, and even more of a better view of the girls in the front. The maxi skirt made my butt look amazing and stopped just at the edge of my hips, but also giving a perfect view of my butterfly belly piercing that I got 2 years ago.
Considering that the crop top had colors like yellow, green, white, and blue I didn't see anything wrong with wearing my bejeweled buckled yellow flats. But of course, lastly there's nothing wrong with adding gold glowing lotion after moisturizing by body and making sure that I wore my favorite perfume. For those who truly understand, I just finished spraying my ankles just in the knick of time before my Uber driver arrived.
While I was on my way there, Silas texted in the group chat that he has already arrived and picked a table for us. A quiet table in the back that wasn't too close to the dance floor and the hustle and bustle that came with sitting next to the bar. It was just perfect! In fact, things just planned out so well that as I was walking to the front of the restaurant; Yara arrived at the same time and I couldn't help but intertwine my fingers with hers, and walk in to restaurant hand in hand.
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Foreigners of Love
Non-Fiction7 people. All different from one another. None of them are friends with each other. Neither of them are related to each other. So how did the aspect of love come up out of all things?