The Au pair

Byron , the Über driver

Taking in the beautiful view out my window , i thought to myself , i seriously need to experience american life. I was tired of the tension between my host parents , and i wanted to gain a New perspective of California.

The incident with grant and his wife last week really put even more of a damper on the already lifeless house . I did the same routine every day . Called mama and papa , watched phony american reality tv shows , and read . I barely leave the house , and when i do , its to take meaningless walks around the neighborhood.

I tried to stay away from grant as much as possible after what happened that night at the park , and he was starting to notice . But i dont really care . This is my life , and i can choose who or who not to make my friend . They're my host parents, and thats all .

After taking a shower and throwing on my best threads , i ran down the stairs and took the über ad off of the refrigerator grant had told me to use if i needed a ride in the chance that him or his wife wasnt there .

Über is a cab service thats really popular here in california , i looked it up online and it seemed legit , so i decided to call them for a ride .

My new phone that grant gave me rung five times before a groggy man with a scratchy voice picked up .

" Thank you for choosing uber how can i help you today ?"

I wanted to sound professional and not like a foreign girl .

" I would like to be picked up . My adress is ..."

He seemed to shuffle around a little bit , but agreed and said he'd be there in about ten minutes.

I walked outside and waited , and finally about ten minutes later a black car drove up .

Inside was a beautiful guy who looked to be in his mid twentys , smiling up at me .

He had chocolate brown skin , perfect white teeth , and a super short haircut . His thick lips accentuated his face perfectly , and looked very kissable .

" Antoinette ?" He looked at me from head to toe and back again .

"Yes i am. " i smiled and hopped in the back seat .

" Im Byron . " he smiled once again .

He cut the engine off and turned around to shake my hand .

" I didnt want your fare to go up . Where to ?"

I though about it and couldn't come up with anything . I know i wanted to do something fun , but couldnt figure out what .

I decided to tell him my dilemma .

" I dont know ." , i replied with my head in my hands .

He laughed and turned back around .

" Well you look beautiful and its almost ten P.M on a saturday night . I can think of a few things you could probably do ."

I could feel myself blushing , forgetting what it was like to get male attention from someone other than grant for the past month .

I was feeling equally flirtatious, so i replied in a coy voice .

" And some of those options are ?"

There was a pause before he shifted a little and turned his radio on . It was music i had never heard before , but i really liked it . I think it was hip hop , but it sounded different than the type of hip hop i usually heard on american stations.

" Queen latifah . Old school . " He tapped his large brown hands on the steering wheel and mouthed the words to the song .

I love this song ! It sounded like a mix of jazz and rap .

" Whats the name of it ?" , i heard myself blurt out .

"Unity by queen latifah ."

" I love it !" , i blurted out again .

He smirked a little and kept driving .

I downloaded it on my phone really quick , excited to listen to it later on , and looked out the window , watching the scenery pass by .

I suddenly realized we had been riding for about 15 minutes , and i began to worry a little bit .

" Where are we going ?" , i asked him , hopefully not sounding as nervous as i was .

He laughed in a deep baritone laugh , showing his perfect smile . " Dont worry , im not kidnapping you . I promise ."

He put his hand over his heart and it made me laugh , feeling reassured .

I remembered that i hadnt texted grant and told him where i was , so i texted him quickly and told him i was out for the night in beverly hills and that i'd be back around 1 or 2 a.m .

I may have been staying in his home but i'm still a grown woman, capable of making my own decisions.

After i was done texting , Byron turned down the music a little , and started talking . He had a little southern drawl in his speech that i didnt catch before . I was good at detecting different american accents. And his was definitely southern . A tasteful drawl though . It was sexy .

" When you told me you liked that queen latifah song , i knew exactly where to take you , and the spot Damn sure isnt in beverly hills . "