Anya attends a Prince concert that changes her life, as she later finds herself falling deeper in love with the world's most talented musician. Her love for him goes beyond the glamorous life he lives. It's real love! And now for the first time in h...
Anya's POV One week, I've had one week to prepare for this date. I've already bought my dress so I guess I can't back out now. As much as I would like to, that would be wrong. I would call and say I'm sick but he saw me at work today and we both know that's not true. I just need to get through tonight and then he'll finally leave me alone.
I hope.
After a while of lying in bed, I gained some motivation to get ready. Getting out of my scrubs, I took a nice hot shower to relax. When I got out I put on my dress, pulled my hair back to style it and applied some makeup. I finish curling my hair and put on some perfume before putting my earrings and shoes on. I heard the doorbell ring. Just in time as I walked downstairs to open the door.
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There he was. Dressed in a navy blue suit and gray slacks, I couldn't help but notice how we matched.
"You look beautiful Anya," He said smiling, showing off his pearly whites.
"Thank you! You look great too," I said softly smiling.
I walked out, closing the door before we walked up my driveway to his car and he opened the door for me. I got in and he walked over to the driver's side, closing the door and putting the key in the ignition. It was a quiet ride, which I normally don't mind but I couldn't help but feel the awkwardness between us. I didn't know what to say especially since we just saw each other a few hours ago. Eryck and I don't have a lot in common and the very little we do is mostly business related. He must have felt the silence between us because turned on the radio. Rock With You by Michael Jackson came on. I couldn't help but nod my head to the beat, enjoying the instrumentation throughout the rest of the ride. Eryck would look at me from time to time noticing how I was into this song.
"You must be a Michael Jackson fan," Eryck said
"Yeah, I love his music."
"Who doesn't, he's talented that's for sure."
I nodded my head, agreeing with his statement. I could seethe restaurant as we pulled into the parking lot. I reached for the door handle to get out when he grabbed my hand and said...
"Anya, let me get the door for you."
Eryck got out, walked around, and opened the door for me. He's being sweet tonight, but I'm no fool. It's only a matter of time until he says or does something stupid.
"Thank you."
"You're welcome." He said flashing his smile
He opened the door for me again as we walked in the restaurant together, making our way to the waitress to confirm his reservation.
