🖤Skin To Skin.🖤

Chapter FIVE

Music does a thing for me. It uplifts my mood on my down moments of life. It also brings out my sassy side.

Even though my horrific on and off boyfriend did something traumatic in this night time, I always try to be my own best friend in times like this.

While driving on the road, I decided to stop at the gas station to buy something to eat. From where I stopped my car, I saw a matt white Lamborghini with lime and black rims parked ahead of my spot. A Dark completion with dreads stepped outside of that sexy machine & headed to the shop.

I doubled checked my face in the mirror to hinder from any suspicion that someone else can justify that I was crying. Luckily I had a small makeup bag to refresh my face and hoped to act as normal as I can be..

From all of that being done, I got outside of my car and I entered the shop.

My eyes searched for something appealing to my stomach around the shop until I saw a pack of freshly baked croissants and all bran muffins next to a coffee machine. As I walked closer to that area, the same tall figure appeared too.

For some odd reason, I felt chills in my body. I was really nervous but yet curious to see this man's face. I knew that this is a complete stranger to me but Good Lord, He surely has that body of a basketball player. His energy alone screamed authority. Even if he isn't doing much, there's just something about him that makes me feel like I am under a spell.

Eventually I stopped over thinking about this mysterious man and focused on getting those 2 muffins, 2 croissants and a good latte for myself. While I am at a process of collecting my latte, his figure stepped towards where I was standing. In my silence, I genuinely thought that he isn't the type of person who greets other people but to my surprise, I hear his rich husky voice.

"Hey" he greeted sincerely. "Err, Hi there." I nervously greeted him back.
He turns to have a proper good look at me and he said "I'm hoping that you came here with someone and not just by yourself at this time of hour." I timidly froze for thinking about an excuse to sound reasonable but what possible lie was I about to say after having such a terrible night .

"I just came to buy something sweet for my grandmother. "  I lied to this strange man. He looked at me weirdly and then chuckled.

"It's almost midnight and your grandmother wants coffee? Your lies are cute." he responded. I softly laughed in embarrassment over what I said and became honest.

"I'm sorry for that Sir, I came here alone just to grab something to eat. As you can see, I got myself some muffins, croissants and a cup of a latte." I kindly  confessed. "she called me Sir with a sweet voice." He laughed softly and continued to speak. "let me to introduce myself to you. My name is Zain Radebe. What is your name?"

"My name is Larona Kent." I responded with a smile. Zain carefully looks at my face and he noticed a small cut on my forehead. "Larona is it? Well I see a cut on your forehead. Are you okay?" he sounds concerned. My emotions of worry and fear from being vulnerable creeped my body and I couldn't find the right words to act how I felt.
"oh I bumped into something by accident earlier today however I'm perfectly fine. Thank you." I said an excuse. From how he looked me, there was a sense that he couldn't truly trust my response but eventually he respected it.

"Just be careful next time. Beautiful." Zain concluded our small talk and resumed his shopping.  The word *beautiful* echoed in my mind repeatedly as I watch this fine man go in his direction to continue his shopping. However, I felt sad that he didn't even ask for my number. It made me feel less attractive.

I couldn't stop myself from peeping his movement in the shop but eventually I had to go on with my business hence I went to purchase my items and went back to my car.

I took the first bite of a muffin and sipped my latte cup. My appetite was on another level. As I enjoyed my little dinner time inside my car, I saw Zain getting out of the shop. He put his things in his car and before he could drive off, he began playing some loud music. *Joey Fatss - Face It.* was the song he was playing.

My mind was still stuck on our small talk inside the shop and his undeniable sexy figure. His dreads was freshly kinky. The color of his skin reminds me of a perfectly polished wooden table. His eyes were dark brown filled with self worthiness.
He has a gorgeous smile with a body that carries a musky scent that instantly took my breath away.
His muscular body wasn't revealing any muscles but one thing for sure is that any other person can recognize a fit man from a distance.

I don't know why I keep on going crazy about Zain but clearly how I feel right now is stupid. With that said, I tidy up my car from the food I ate and began to drive back home.