As Time Goes By

Kylan 53

The entire time me and Quamir ate I was slightly nervous and every so often I'd glance over at Uncle Zyshaun and Saint to make sure they weren't staring over here and thankfully they seemed to be in their own intense conversation so I started to relax a little. Talking with Quamir I found out he was an Aries, just like Rondell and honestly I didn't know how I felt about that; Aries were extremely egoistic, adventurous and ambitious, so far I've yet to see Quamir's egotistical side yet but from talking to him I knew he was adventurous and ambitious. He was an outdoors type of dude, he told me that every chance he got he'd take his daughter camping, fishing and a bunch of other outdoor activities that I always passed up whenever my dad, uncles and cousins went. He told me that he wanted to go back to school then eventually open his own Domestic Violence Help Center, where he was in charge and not just an employee.... which I couldn't knock him for. So far this date was going good and I really didn't want it to end but at the same time I knew I'd have to go home and deal with my dad and his jokes.

"Man looking at this dessert menu nothing really looks appealing, let me rephrase that...... it all looks good I just want something a little different, there's this little cake shop not to far from here you wanna walk with me to go check it out?" Quamir asked.

"Yeah let me just get a to-go box and I'll be ready." I said, Quamir got up to go to the restroom and walked over to Uncle Zy's table and sat down. "Please tell me you didn't say anything to my dad." I said and Uncle Zyshaun shook his head and I looked at Saint who seemed more irritated than anything else, but not at me he was clearly pissed at his dad.

"Hmm... I'm surprised you didn't ask what I said to your ex, I know Sa'vion told you I spoke with him after you and your brother whooped his ass." Uncle Zyshaun said smirking.

"Fuck that dude, he's not my problem...... but can you please not say anything y'all know how my dad is and if he finds out that I'm out with Quamir he's more likely than not going to send one of his little surveillance teams out to spy on him." I said scared at the very thought.

"Chill Kylan we won't say anything to Uncle Sa'vion......" Saint said, I noticed how he only emphasized on not saying anything to my dad but my other uncles and Noah were free game so I knew by tomorrow morning my dad would know what color draws Quamir was wearing. "You better get back to your dude.... just make sure he washed his hands." Saint said smirking, I shook my head and walked back over to Quamir who was trying pay the bill.

"Your bill has already been paid...." The waitress said. "Mr. Prater said it's on the house and he wants y'all to have a good night." She said walking away.

"What was that about?" Quamir said as we walked out the restaurant.

"My uncle..... he owns the place, he saw us there and wanted to be nice." I said nodding to them as we walked out into the cold December air. "So tell me what's at this cake shop..... I'm not really big on sweets, besides Oreo's." I said noticing how close he was walking next to me, the back of our hands grazing against each others.

"They got this Oreo cake you'll probably fall in love with...... I heard from one of my boys that it's definitely top two in the state and he's a food critic so he should know." Quamir said smiling. The shop was about a five minute walk from Saint's Bar and Grill so I didn't have to suffer too much in the cold...... we walked inside and it was surprisingly empty. I looked around and my eyes landed on the cake Quamir was taking about and my mouth began to water......... "Let me get two slices of that Oreo Cake." Quamir said, the entire time I ate I didn't say a single word and by the time I was finished eating Quamir had this sexy smile on his face.

"Don't judge me....." I said laughing.

"Ayy I'm not, I'm just happy to see you enjoyed it...... so when's the next time we can hangout? This was pretty fun......" Quamir said reaching across the table his fingers lightly tracing mine.