What Sabrina saw, taunted her every night. There was only one way to get that vision out of her thoughts. She decided to call Carlos and figure out a way to meet with him to talk. She wrote a text hi but refused to hit the send button. What if he didn’t respond? She was a little nervous, but decided to get it over with and talk to him. She deleted the text and dialed his phone number. He answered on the first ring.
She did not know what to say about what she saw, so she talked leisurely about her car and that she heard a noise coming from under its hood. She told him that she was afraid to drive the car to him, and he told her he would stop by after work to look at the car. Then, he said ¡Hasta luego!
How could I tell such a lie? Sabrina questioned her action. She did not like to lie because she believed that lying was deception. Sabrina was only six years old when her mother, Gracie, left her with her aunt, Kathy, for the weekend. She told her that she would be back that Sunday to pick her up, but Gracie never returned. She died a few years later from an accident she was told. Sabrina lived a sheltered life living with her aunt, who never allowed her to go out, and from there into the arms of Trevor. Sabrina wanted to break away from her mental confinement and live her life and make her own decisions. She wanted to be independent.
Although she did not know Carlos, she was struck by a cupid’s arrow with love a first, no third sight. He was different from the other men she’d met on her nights out with Jada. Carlos was mysterious. Sabrina sensed an alluring style that was opposite from police officer Trevor. Carlos was like a Rubik Cube she wished to explore, one color at a time.
“Sabrina! Sabrina!” Jada called.
Sabrina was in her thoughts and didn’t hear the repeated calling of her name.
“What are you up to?” Jada asked. ” There is something that you are not telling me. Ever since you came from that mechanic’s shop, you have become a daydreamer.” Jada walked over to Sabrina’s desk.
“Nothing is going on,” Sabrina lied. There she went again with a useless lie. “I have only seen him three times.”
“You like him; I can tell. You were talking to him earlier, right?” Jada inquired. “The way you were twiddling your pen, and that smile you wore during the conversation, convinced me that you like him,” Jada said and sat in the chair in front of Sabrina’s desk. “Look into my eyes and tell me that nothing is going on,” Jada requested.
“Okay, I …,” Sabrina started, but was cut off when Jada’s desk phone rang. Jada got up and walked to her desk. Sabrina was spared the interrogation, for now. She knew that she could talk to Jada, but she wasn’t ready to disclose her feelings to her yet. She wanted to wait until she and Carlos have established a friendship before telling her. Although the divorce granted her freedom from Trevor, this was the first time since living on her own, had she felt confident to pursue a man.
Jada was still in the boss’s office when Sabrina left. She just wanted to get home in time to let the car’s engine cooled down. She drove into the first available parking space where a white car sat idling and parked her car.
At home, Sabrina got ready to meet up with Carlos. She felt nervous seeing his face again after what her eyes beheld. The thought of seeing him again, sent fluttered sensation to her loins. If he only knew the effect he had on her. She checked the time on her phone; it was seven o’clock. What time will he get there? Will he still come?
… to be continued. Ok, I said it!