Shadows of enmity

PART 8

The sun had long set, casting the world in shades of deep azure blue and indigo as I drove through the quiet streets. My dark, curly brown hair, now catching the occasional glimmer from passing streetlights, framed my face in wild, untamed waves. 

The air conditioning in the car did little to combat the frizz that always seemed to accompany the humidity of summer nights. The fabric was cool against my skin acting as a poor insulator to the growing chill of the evening.

My thoughts were all jumbled like a puzzle of chaos combined into one person - I didn't think before I decided to say yes to Diego's request to go out with him...I relied on my impulsive nature. letting it guide me without considering the consequences. The road stretched ahead, my destination drawing nearer with each passing moment. My fingers drummed on the steering wheel as I replayed our conversations in my mind, trying to justify my actions...

The sky darkened to a deep twilight as I pulled into Diego's driveway, my heart pounding louder than the car engine. I took a deep breath, trying to steady myself.

I used my hands to brush out the frizz that built up in my hair before I arrived. then I got out of the car to see him standing there 

Diego was already outside, leaning casually against his porch railing. His easy smile and relaxed posture were a stark contrast to the storm of emotions swirling inside me. "Hey," he called out, his voice warm and inviting.

He wore boyfriend jeans that hung just right, emphasizing his relaxed, laid-back nature, and an oversized T-shirt that highlighted his athletic build without trying too hard. His auburn hair, slightly tousled, caught the last light of the setting sun, giving it a warm, almost golden hue. His eyes, a deep, rich brown, sparkled with a mix of mischief and genuine warmth. There was something undeniably captivating about him, a blend of confidence and ease that hinted at his Spanish descent. Every move he made seemed natural, yet deliberate, as if he was always in control, always a step ahead. As he smiled at me, his whole face lit up, making it impossible not to smile back.

"Hey there," I replied a playful glint in my eyes as I tried to hide the butterflies in my stomach.

 "Nice shirt. Are you going for the 'effortlessly cool' look or did you accidentally grab your little brother's clothes..? "

Diego's grin widened, his eyes dancing with amusement. "What makes you think I have a brother?"

''Just a feeling'' I replied rolling my eyes with humor 

'Are you gonna invite me inside or not''? 

 Diego's smirk softened into a warm smile as he held the door open for me like a gentleman, gesturing for me to enter with a graceful sweep of his hand.

With an air of quiet confidence, I step into Diego's home, my posture straight and purposeful. I take a swift, appraising glance around the room, my eyes missing nothing as they sweep over the space. Each movement is deliberate, each step taken with assurance.

As I step into Diego's home, I'm greeted by a sight that takes my breath away. The spacious dining area is bathed in soft, warm light, casting a golden glow over the room. A beautifully set table sits at the center, adorned with a bouquet of vibrant roses that fill the air with their sweet fragrance. The flickering candles add to the ambiance, their gentle glow dancing across the walls.

My eyes land on the table, where a delicious spread awaits. Plates of fragrant tortillas are arranged alongside bowls of steaming food, the savory aroma wafting through the air and making my mouth water. It's clear that Diego has gone to great lengths to create the perfect evening, and I can't help but be touched by all this.