Naveen

If I could write you a song to make you fall in love

I would already have you up under my arm

I used up all of my tricks

I hope that you like this

but you probably wont, you think your better than me

The dark skinned woman is a vision of exotic beauty but as Naveen has discovered her less than willing spirit poses an unexpected kink in his present plans. Strumming lazily at his ukulele he watches her from a distance as the woman scurries from one table to another outside the small café on the port. It wasn't the first time a woman had refused him simply the first time he cared.

you got designer shades just to hide your face

and you wear em around like your cooler than me

and you never say hey or remember my name

and its probably cause you think your cooler than me

Tiana was her name. Or at least that was what was stitched into chest of her apron. Something he noticed while admiring...other details about the woman. Her eyes catch his for a moment and he offers a seductive smile to which she responds with a roll of her eyes. It was not the response was not what he had expected and in the end incited just as much lust within him as it did anger.

Tiana

you got your high brow shoes on your feet

and you where them around like it aint shit

but you don't know the way that you look when your steps make that much noise

shhhh

Its his shoes she hears. The clack of polished Italian leather stomping down the cobblestone path behind her. The man may have been a royal but he sure didn't walk like what. Letting out an annoyed sigh she locked the small café's door before turning around to face the man across from her. "What do yall want" the woman let out in a smooth Louisiana tang.

See I got you, all figured out

you need everyones eyes just to feel seen

Behind your makeup, nobody knows who you even are

who do you think that you are

Yes the man was attractive but a hot head had a way of distracting from outer beauty. Giving her yet another charming smile the man stretched out his hand to her "Care to join me for a stroll me belle"? Placing her hands on her hips the woman looked to the tanned foreigner. "I don't suppose you'll leave me be if I don't"? "Nota chance miss Tiana " he grinned.

Naveen

Turning away from the man the woman continued down the road stopping momentarily to look over her shoulder "we'll see" she said. "Is that an invitation" his voice called.

With her face turned from him Tiana allowed herself a brief smile.

The woman did not respond but her silence was all Naveen needed. "I shall see you tomorrow ma belle".

Smiling he watched the woman continue down the road before heading in the opposite direction. My how he loved a challenge.

I used up all of my tricks I hope that you like this

but you probably you think your better than me