Thunder and Lightning

Excerpt:
Her long braids fell across her face. Twinkling through several strands that landed on her nose, her dark brown eyes looked deeply at him, or more into him and pulled at strands of his essence. His eyes flicked up at her suspiciously. Nzinga's face stilled as he inhaled deeply. He tilted his head and smiled "Make sure you pull your weight on the project."

"Um - huh?" startled at what she thought was awareness or soft tug back. She recoiled her magic into herself and began packing up her things slowly to not alarm him. "When do you want to meet up again?"

"How about Saturday Morning at Busboys and Poets?" Badru suggested.

"You pay and I'll be there at 10" she said while walking to the door. She turned around to say goodbye and found him directly behind her. She peeked through her Eye, his aura was a blazing crimson. She quickly closed it, but not before his nose flared.

Shit.

She reached for the door as his right hand slammed it closed over her shoulder. Anxiety overwhelmed her and her scent leaked out like a predator's invitation. Slowly turning around she looked up into his piercing eyes. His nose was mere millimeters away from her as he leaned down and took a deep inhale. After a moment he stood then opened and held the door. She exhaled her long held breath before walking out.

'What just happened?' She thought. She walked quickly back to her apartment, no one bothered her. Even if they did, she was in her own headspace. She barely noticed that she had reached her apartment door. After turning the bolt lock, she lit her candles and sage and pulled off her coat realizing that she didn't have her scarf. "Damn" she said out loud while undressing and placing her clothes in the hamper in her bedroom. She tiptoed to the shower to avoid the cool floor. Once in the bathroom, she tied her braids into a high bun, jumped into the warm shower and let the water run.