It has been so Long since I wrote this, that I don't remember where it's going but I hope you enjoy!
I turn to come face to face with Brandon.
"You look...different." I forgot that I hadn't changed out of my new clothes. I feel his eyes scan my body from head to toe, they linger at my lips. I stand up taller and looking at his lips. They look so soft and moist. Focus Sammy!
"Ummm that's one way of putting it," I giggle. Oh no I did not giggle. "I mean you look the same."
"You haven't lost your sense of humor I see," he say as he walks to catch up with me. He looks at my face and frown. "Hey is everything okay?"
I look away afraid that if I see his concerned face that I'll open up and soon after the tears will follow. No that won't happen.
"Naw things are fine." I reply quickly. We continue walking an I become hyperaware of how close his body is to mine.
"Well you are probably busy but there's this coffee place I know by here..." Is he asking me out on a date? "I mean you probably were waiting for something or someone."
"Actually coffee sounds really good right now and I am really craving a muffin. Plus why are you in New York?"
"I could ask you the same thing." He smiles and I notice how the smile reaches his eyes and makes him even glow.
As we continue walking and fall into a comfortable silence, I realize I was waiting for someone. I was waiting for the right person to take me away from all this. From my complicate life and Lady Lana. Shit Lady Lana.
I study Brandon from the corner of my eye. After all those years who knew New York would be the place for us. Okay maybe it has been like two years but still...