He grabs her lunch by mistake. She spears him a glance and stopped him from taking her food. He looks into her cold brown eyes and have been thinking about her since. Alisha couldn't help to wonder about that smiling boy wonder, not to mention those...
March in Cleveland is still really cold with lake effect snows still blowing around. OMG! When is the weather going to break? It is so much snow still on the ground. Alisha wrapped her heavy wrap coat around her thinnish body. Size 4 to 6. Today she was sporting a cowl neck off white hip length sweater, bodycon dark brown long shirt that has a split up to the side almost mid thigh. She is wearing dark brown tights and knee high boots. She loved this coat even though it is a dull black color.
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Alisha's Boots
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Alisha's Coat
She walked in the Urban Help Center 10 mins from her modest apartment building. Damian(Queen)Jackson was at the main lobby front counter greeted Alisha.
"Lee-Lee!" Damian screamed in a high pitched nasally voice. I waved back with a smile. "Whatcha doing looking looking so fly, like everyday! Girl? Spin around bitch! You better work!" Damian clapped gleefully while I did the one leg one rotation spin. Of course I was smiling at my Beastie and co-worker.
"What's up honey?" I said back to Damian walking towards the information desk. He lifted my spirits today he has always been there for me. I had met Damian in the 5th grade shortly before the hush, hush incident. That terrible thing that happened to me. I was sexually assaulted by my dads best friend. I haven't been able to tell him yet. My father doesn't know why I avoid him. I manage to wake up from the nightmares at night of him touching me and breathing hard in my ear. I could still smell the alcohol on his breath. Shiver! I shake my head while my friend looking at me worried.
"Another nightmare Lee-Lee? You need to find a way to get past this and find love." Damian whispered.
"That's easy!" I whisper back. "I just will not fall in love with no one! No man is allowed that close to me again." I started walking away to my office that is also on the first floor. I was feeling sorry for myself again. I didn't want Damian to worry about that. He has his own life. I want him to enjoy it.
"Oh there is a Dr. Martin in the lobby waiting for you." Damian yelled at my retreating back. Who is that? I never made an appointment to see a Dr. Martin? I frowned trying to figure out who he is. I went to my office took off my coat. I smoothed out my sweater/skirt combo to make sure everything was on the up and up. I have a small office with 3 chairs in front of my desk. I also have a small activity area for younger children on one corner of my office. I had pamphlets and self help organizations on the wall and books on a low shelf. I walk to the other door leading to the lobby on my other side of the office. I have two doors in this corner office. A set of windows with blinds on two sides. I have them shut today. I don't want to look at the cold scenery.
"Dr. Martin?" I called out. He was sitting in a chair row with his back to me. He had on a camel colored leather jacket. I seen the billions of waves in the back of his head. He turned around, and smiled in recognition of my face. I haven't seen him in almost a month. I almost forgot what he looked like.
A God! Hazel eyes that look almost grey, his eyes was very gentle, he had soft looking brown skin. Damn he is sexy too. He stood up. I was in heels and I still came up to his nose. So he was really tall. If I'm 6 feet he got to be 6'4 or 6'5. I had my hair in a tight low bun today. I walked towards him and stopped at a good two feet from him. I took out my manicured hands to shake his. He took out his hand from his glove. Enveloped my whole hand in his big semi rough palms. It was almost as if he burned me. I released him immediately. He let go reluctantly, still smiling with crinkles around his eyes. I lost the will to fake smile anymore. I found myself frowning again. I turned away and walked towards my office. He followed me in.
I motioned him to have a seat. "What can I do for you today?" I asked in a back to business tone. He sat down and forward in the chair. He looked me in my face.
AN- I wonder what he wants to do? I am starting to see it through. Thank you for reading. Debbie(dibbled43)Dickerson.
PS. I am working on the length of the story. I find I do have a problem with writing out everything in my head. I am a bit of an perfectionist, with flaws.
