Finding Mr. Right

4.

I prayed silently in my mind.

Please be cute.

A tall,muscular and handsome chocolate skinned guy with hazel eyes and pink lips clothed in jeans and a V-necked T -shirt with a matching pair of white trainers entered the house. For some moments I couldn't keep my gaze off him. Damn, he's adorable. I never felt like this in a long time now.

"Welcome my son" my mom welcomed giving a broad smile "you're welcome to our home"

He gave a nice smile that revealed his white set of teeth.

"Thanks ma'am" he sat down.

He caught me staring at him.

It'd be nice if he noticed me a little.

Edna. Edna. my brain corrected.

"Okay come let's have lunch" mom invited.

I walked gently to the dining room and sat down in a lady like manner as his parents smiled at the both of us.

Awkward.

We began to eat. My dad said some things that made everyone laugh but I didn't find it funny. Old man.

Sometimes I begin to wonder why things we consider funny to us isn't funny to them and vice versa. Old age really causes a lot of things.

Lunch lasted for thirty minutes.

Although I was famished but I didn't finish eating on time because I don't want to be seen as a food monger.

But I am.

His parents and mine went outside to discuss. I wonder what's important to them. He smiled at me as I cleaned the dining room. Friendly.

I blushed but made sure to hide it.

I sit on the couch next to him. I guess it's time we know each other as "family friends".

He cleared his throat. "Hi. I'm Anthony, You?" He asked stretching out his right hand for a handshake.

I shook him and smiled. "Edna"

"Nice name" he compliments.

Of course it is.

"Thanks" I replied.

"By the way" he began removing his phone from his pockets. He uses an iPhone X.

How nice. Rich kid.

"I'm a civil engineer. I own a company at Banana Island. I also have another branch in Kentucky"

Oh my. His office should be close to my house. Why do I feel happy?

Hormones at work.

"That's great. I'm a hair stylist and cosmetologist. I own a spa and a salon at Ikoyi"

"Fantastic . I actually want to learn hairdressing and makeup this summer. Would that be okay if I want to learn from you?"

"Sure" I shrugged. "There's no problem with that. You're highly welcome"

Weird. I have seen guys learn makeup and hairdressing. Even more. But definitely not this type of guy.

Cool though.

"Thanks a lot" he appreciated.

"It's okay"

It felt as if I knew him since childhood. He didn't seem like a stranger at all. I think God answered my prayers.

Suddenly, I remembered what my mom used to tell me when I was much younger.

Don't judge a book by its cover.

Maybe I'll consider that for the main time.

"Yewande ooh " My mom called out with the Yoruba accent. Plus, her voice was quite loud. I feel shy.

Disgrace. Or is it?

He glanced at me. I gave a fake smile. I wonder what he'll think of me now.

Huh,he's just a family friend.

"Excuse me for a short while" I slammed the door.

"What's the matter?" I asked. My mom can be a showoff sometimes.

"Come and receive blessings from the Adeleye's. They're about leaving".

I kneel down and they prayed for me. My parents kept on answering "Àsè (so shall it be in Yoruba language)"

I got up. "Thank you ma and sir"

"You're welcome dear. Please call Tony. We're about leaving" Mrs Adeleye smiled.

I nod and opened the door, not minding my steps. I almost missed a step when someone caught my arm.

For a couple of minutes I was shocked or should I say nervous to look up. It was like a dream. I closed my eyes in relief, sighing.

"Sorry. Be more careful next time" he advised with a wink.

"Th..... thanks" I stuttered returning a smile.

He walked away. He's perfect! Jackpot!

I'm mesmerized.

Edna dear, he's just a family friend.

How sad.

I went to my room and laid on my bed.

Only if Tony is here.

I started imagining something silly. Don't ask me what it is.

The memory of how he held my arm made me blush. Honestly,I don't know why I feel this way.

I always thought all guys are the same. Anthony may be different. Who knows?

"He's cute after all" I mutter and doze off.