The bright sky had fallen into a dark blue hue as we pulled up to a humble little pink house in the heart of Miami. Tony had given me the address and asked me to drive us there without any explanation as to why we were headed there or who he was visiting. He just told me that he had to make an important stop and to wait in the car once we arrived. Just like I'd always done with previous business jobs, I avoided asking questions and simply obliged.
I sat in the car quietly for a while and passed the time by listening to some boring, easy listening shit on the radio after I couldn't find a good station to listen to until I heard heightened voices echo from inside the house. I turned my head to see what was happening, and shortly afterwards Tony walked out of the house with a cigar hanging out of his mouth, appearing a bit disappointed and defeated by still determined to flaunt his egotistical swagger. Shortly after Tony steps out of the house, the voices seem to travel towards the door, and that's when I saw her. A reasonably tall, slender, young girl who appeared to be no more than twenty wearing a quaint purple blouse and slick curly hair chased after Tony as an older, shorter woman with a disgruntled look on her face yelled after her, but I couldn't tell you if she stayed at the door or not because my head instantly turned to maintain the focus of my gaze. She was utterly beautiful.
She and Tony spoke for a few minutes and the whole time my eyes remained glued on her, taking in her beauty. Being a self-proclaimed "man-whore" I had seen plenty of beautiful women and lusted after them as a reaction, but, for some reason, the attraction that this particular girl elicited from me was entirely different. I wanted to get to know her, but not just for a night of undressed fun like it had always been. I couldn't quite put my hand on it, but I knew from the moment I laid eyes on her that I'd hoped I would get to see more of her.
Eventually, Tony shoved a handful of money in her hand and the two held each other in a long, affectionate embrace. "This must be his sister" I thought to myself and they broke away from each other and the girl began walking back towards the house. The two continue to say goodbye to each other as Tony walked towards the car and opens the door, and the girl saunters towards the house, shoving the money inside the top of her blouse before disappearing into the house. Once she was out of sight, I snapped back into reality. She was perfect. Tony had made his way back into the car, and without any mention of the visit, quickly said "let's go". My mind still in a daze, I blurted out without thinking. "She's beautiful," I said. Before I could ask him why he never told me that he had a sibling (or a gorgeous sister for that matter), with one puff of his cigar he snapped his head towards me and exclaimed. "Hey! She's not for you." I looked back at Tony, rather surprised at his strong reaction, but nodded my head and replied with a weak "ok", and focused my attention on the wheel and starting the car. I knew that from that point on that my feelings for her would have to be concealed and remain in the back of my mind with no possibility of making them known.