Baby, Let Me In

Brunch

Monday

New York, New York

Monday flew in the calendar and Manhattan was bustling with commuters always on the go to work. As a beauty writer for Brown Magazine, she couldn't even focus on her blogs at all in her cubicle. There were too many moments where she stared out her window and mindless watched tiny crowds of people moving around below her from the twelfth floor. The thought of Dylan was distracting her and she was annoyed by it. Infatuation was creeping on her and all she could do was sigh. They don't see each other much during the week, which is why he takes his time to see her on the weekends or during the week after work at the hospital if he can.

She cut her eyes to the vibration of her iPhone, it was a text from Dylan. She immediately grabbed her phone to open the message and it was a silly selfie of him in his nurse scrubs. A smile grew on her face as she swung her feet playfully at her desk. He texted 'Work is crazy over here at the hospital. I hope are having a better day than I am.' Dylan was so handsome, there was no doubt about that. Sometimes she gets a little suspicious of why this guy is attracted to her. She really hopes he's not trying to fulfill a fucking fetish because she's really not in the mood for that again. This will be the last time she'll date outside her race if that's the case. She sent him a selfie back with a coffee mug in the pic and texted 'Work is boring over here.'

Sometimes she allows herself to get distracted by texting him parts of her workday. However, it got to lunchtime quickly and she needed a girl's pep talk. Sage needed to call her best friend, Yasmine Brown. Yasmine has known her through college, the met sophomore year in a Creative Writing course. Sage changed her heels and switched into her flats to head out to her favorite salad bar up the block to grab lunch. Sage wasted no time to call her once she sat down at the table to eat.

"So, how did the date go?" Yasmine, Sage's best friend asked over the phone.

They always do this, every time they got some news or tea they immediately call or text each other. They tell each other everything.

"It went great actually, but girl I don't know. This guy is like a geeky high school with me." Sage stuffed her mouth with her Caesar salad.

"That's great he likes you."

"I get that but I'm not sure about him yea know?" Sage chews loudly over the phone. "It's been a while since I dated a white guy before. This guy is Greek and part Italian, I think. I just want to make sure that this is not one of his fetishes yea know? White guys like to date black girls because either they never had one or they just got that jungle fever, then they leave to go back to their white girlfriend after they had their fun. Or better yet, they are married and they want their black girlfriend too." Sage looked around her at the restaurant to make sure she wasn't talking too loud around white customers. "I ain't got time for that shit."

"From my understanding, he's pretty well cultured so you shouldn't have too many issues. But I don't know him that well. He's one of Frank's friends. Frank knows him a bit more than me." Frank is Yasmine's fiancé. "But it's only been three months, you gotta give Dylan more time. Worst case scenario, you just dip and keep it moving."

"I know but it's so nerve-wracking in the beginning. You never know with white dudes. It's hard to tell if he really wants to know me or get in my pants. But, We will have to see. But this guy gives me the Hebbie Jebies. I just don't..."

"You don't want to waste your time with another dude. I get it. Oh! You know what, how about this? Let's do a double date next Sunday! We can go to your favorite brunch spot and we can chit chat, connect and see how it goes. I think it's time for a double date!" Yasmine suggested.