Less than 24hrs ago I was done, this morning I'm running late but i didn't forget his plate. I cooked dinner last night and I can tell he likes to eat. Marcus once told me he wasn't hard to please. I knew he'd like it, good or bad. I had crushed my own fear of insecurities.
Arriving to work just in time landed me a spot next to him but my fears made me park two spaces away. I didn't want it to look like what it felt like to me, intentional. I got out my ride first to grab my work bag, lunch bag and then his plate. I leaned my back up against my 2017 lexus waiting for him to step out of his massive pick up truck. It carried two different colors and looked like he had put it together in his very own back yard. Built for a strong real man with a country soul, there was something so sexy about his ride that made me want him more, made me want to do things in his ride I hadn't done before.
His quiet good morning was followed by several yarns as he moved slow meeting me half way. I could tell putting in all those extra hours was getting the best of him. The once GOOD MORNING ZOYA had turned into a goodmorning bug a boo, I'm sure he would probably say that those are my words not his. But they were my feelings and I wasn't sure what his was. "I brought you lunch" I said handing him his plate. "Thank you" was as quiet as his good morning and at that moment I wished I hadn't. My insecurities had gotten the best of me as we walked in silence the rest of the way.
Three days later after being away on a business trip I arrived at work with no intentions of seeing Marcus. But the sound of his truck before I could even exit my car had made that untrue. I was smiling on the inside even if I wasn't on the outside. I was moving slower than I should of been but there's was no way I was going to enter the building without him by my side. He was tired as usually but his good mornings always showed up. We met other co-workers on the elevator and we rode in silence to our floor.
It had taken me all day to build up the courage to do what I had been anxious to do all day. I walked over to his cubicle and took a seat. Marcus looked up from his lap top with a slight smile waiting for me to speak my peace. I just looked at him, I had rehearsed in my head a million times on my way to sleep last night but the moment had left me speechless.
"Thank you for the food you brought me last week". He said before Daniel walked up "Yo man can you stay late I got some things I could use your help with"? " Yea ok". "Cool, thanks". Daniel said as he walked away leaving us alone once more. "Did you just say yes even tho you didn't want too? You know you do that a lot right but the no is always in your eyes". "Why are you looking at my eyes"? He said with a slight smile of amusement. "Because they tell me your secrets". "Which are"? "Your afraid of disappointing people". "No, not afraid just don't like too, If I can I try to find a easier solution". "How was your food"? "It was good". "Umm no it wasn't". "Yes it was". He said with a laugh and a smile laying back in his chair, head slightly tilted. "Would you tell me if it wasn't"? I was gonna watch his eyes and his face for the truth, but this thing I had for him, made me think I would be off my game. Marcus sat up in his chair and leaned forward to rest his arms that he had crossed on his desk. He looked directly at me, his eyes met mine. "I wouldn't lie to you, there's no reason for me to. I'm up front about most things. I don't sugar coat and pretend, I don't see the honor in that. Most people don't like how blunt I am but it's who I am". His words made me feel warm inside but I was scared to believe in them. He never flinched and he didn't take his eyes off of mine, like he wanted to be sure I understood him. That is until Megan walked up, about 12 years younger and 70lbs smaller than me. "I'm about to go to the cafe for lunch you can come if you like". "Okay. Wait, you talking to him or me"? I said pointing at Marcus. He didn't say anything. "You but both of yall can come".
Mental note: she's never invited me to lunch before, hmmm
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FORBIDDEN KRUSH
RomanceOlder women finds herself with a young girl crush on a guy that's 8 years younger. Should she see where this goes or will there be too many variables working against them?
