Dominic's Rose

Four

"Shawnie, when you gone stop playing around and be mine?" I flirted with her in the same spot as the other day at work.

She thinks she's fooling somebody. Just by looking at her I know she wants me. But that's how girls are, they want a nigga to chase and beg for them and I don't really like that shit.

"When are you gonna get it through your head that I don't want you." She leaned in to make sure I heard.

My lips curled up. "You ain't gotta lie to me. I can see it in your eye."

She made gagging noises and rolled her eyes.

"What do I have to do to get you to go on a date with me huh?" I tilted my head up.

She remained quiet, but then she smirked, scaring me a little.

"Buy me a chicken-steak bowl from Chipotle."

I looked at her and blinked repeatedly. What's with girls with Chipotle?

"With guac, and I'll consider going out with you." She nodded, as if that was her final answer.

"Really?" I said in a dry way, giving her a blank stare.

"Really."

"Dominic, there's customers that need help and you're laying around!" The manager yelled.

I jumped up. "My fault."

"Don't let it happen again." He eyed me as he walked away.

He always bitching.

After work I went on my quest to get this girl her damn Chipotle. And after I buy it, she better say yes.

The line was out the door when I got there.

"Oh helllll no."

I can't believe I stood almost 20 minutes in line for some damn food. She should've asked for McDonald's so I wouldn't even have to get out the car. Some people can't stand McDonald's. I don't know why, the dollar menu is our best friend.

"What can I get you?" Finally I was asked the question.

"Um, a chicken-steak bowl?"

The lady nodded.

She put white rice on it and slid the bowl down to the next lady. When I looked up guess who was working,

Rose.

I dropped my head.

Shit.

"Dom, fancy seeing you here." She laughed.

I nodded and smiled. I hope she was getting the hint that I wasn't really feeling her.

"What do you want on it?"

I forgot to ask her what she wanted on it. Oh fucking well she gone get what I give her.

"Um, tomatoes, corn, onions, peppers, lettuce, and sour cream." She got everything.

"Oh and guacamole." I rolled my eyes.