The One Shot Series (Complete ✅)

Girl In My Dreams

Damien 

"Come on man. You have no life besides work!"

My younger brother Marcus says as he watches me turn down another woman. I really have no interest in these women around town at all, they all seem like money hungry hoes who want attention and to be with the District Attorney of the district. I also have had this feeling of someone coming into my life, and feel like I need to be unattached as well. I see her every night in my dreams, with her gorgeous brown skin and big beautiful brown eyes, and don't even get me started on that heart stopping smile.

I don't know her name or who she is, but every night I lay head down on my pillow and close my eyes she is there. It's like she's waiting just for me, I haven't told my brother or anyone about my dreams, because I fear they may think I'm crazy or blame it on my crazy work load.

I find myself excited to go to sleep just so I can see her, and be in her presence. Her voice is like a melody I haven't ever heard, and when I wake up I'm sad that I'm not longer in her presence. Every day that I head to work I pray that I may see her or hear her voice, whether it's at the coffee shop I stop at or the lounge in the building of my office.

I know they say that good things come to those who wait, but what that don't tell is is that the waiting fucking sucks! I run my hand down my face and exhale then say to my nosy brother "I don't want none of these women. When I find what I want you will be the first to know!"

My brother nods his head then slaps my shoulder and replies "alright bro, just don't work yourself into an early grave" I smile and laugh, and when continue to enjoy our weekly get together at our youngest brothers Miguel's bar.

One month later......

"Got damn it!"

I shout and knock over all the papers on my desk as Stoya laughs. Stoya and I have been friends and colleagues for about six months now, and she has been trying to set me up with her best friend Namoi and I keep brushing her off. We made a bet on the super bowl and of course the 49 niners disappointed and handed the game right to the overrated chiefs.

"It's funny because you and Namoi already have something in common. You both wanted the niners to win, and even though I cannot stand the chiefs I knew that they were going to win because of that one skinny little white girl who can barely sing, but somehow won album of the year at the Grammys"

Stoya says as she stands up and dust herself off. I roll my eyes and fall down in my chair with a huff and cross my arms like a small child, Stoya rolls her eyes and shakes her head then turns to leave my office. Right as she is about to leave she turns around and says "be at the bistro downtown at seven sharp, or I will find you sir!"

She then turns back around leaving my office and shut my door.

I know I have to let down Stoya's friend nicely, because I really don't want any problems with Stoya. Especially since she is now dating my younger brother Marcus, she and Marcus met when he was investigating her about an assault against her mother and now soon to be ex-husband Eric. I of course was not going to pick up the charges or let anyone in my office take the case, because I understand why Stoya did what she did, and after all her mother threatened her more than once. In my opinion Stoya felt threatened in her own home and was justified in her actions, and her fugly mother and small peen of a soon to be ex-husband were pissed, but who the fuck were they going to tell on me too? I'm the Kang around here!

It's now 6:55 and I just pulled up to the bistro, and stepped out of my car then handed my keys to the valet. I walked into the bistro, up to the hostess and gave her the name of the woman I'm supposed to meet which is Naomi . The hostess nods and walks me over to the table and there she is the woman that I have been dreaming about sitting pretty, looking like the angel that she is. My heart beats faster and my palms become sweaty, I don't want to fuck this up and say something dumb or unclassy. All these thoughts run through my head as I approach the table, what if I'm not her type? What if she doesn't like white guys? I shake the negative thoughts out of my brain and walk closer to the table, she looks up from her phone giving me a heart stopping smile, then her eyes widened.