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It had been a week. We sat there drinking our romance out of tall glasses in Spain. It was real romance...not sex. He said all that could wait. He wanted to get to know me for everything I was. He said the physical things could wait till later. Even as he said it though, I could feel the yearning in his body. The others were getting lost in translation. They were getting lost in Spanish culture, society and traditions. Amir and I were getting lost in one another.

I realized...as I got lost in Amir, I ended up finding myself.

"Where would you want to live...if you had anywhere in the world to go," I asked him.

The café was close to the port so we didn't need a guide like the others who had gone further out into the city. Kim had been looking for me to practice for the past couple of days, but I always ended up ditching her and Vince and Patience and Mya and all the rest of them.

He raised an eyebrow, "Are you going to be there?"

"Of course."
"Then I'd want to live back in the Philippines. My mom is from there. She tells me how beautiful it is all the time. I want to go there. I'm half black though and don't speak the language. I'm scared I won't fit in."

"Isn't that always a good thing?" I ask him.

He smiles. He is so confident in me, it seems like. He puts his hand on my knee and I'm so blown away by him. There is something about this man that has me thinking that I'm right back in high school on my first date always.

He feeds the straw into my mouth and I take a sip of the sangria. His eyes are brought down to me as I do that. I wouldn't have wanted to be anywhere else in the world.

"I don't think I have to ask you that," He commented, "You are rich. You probably have everything in the world that you need."
He still thought I was rich. I had thought about telling him the truth about Patience and I. I thought it wouldn't hurt to tell someone about the Grove. The way he looked at me, it seemed like there could be nothing so pure in the world.

"I have to admit," I told him...but as I was about to tell him the truth I changed it and said, "My dreams aren't as cultured as yours. I'm not the deepest person in the world."
He lifted my head up, "You will be...soon."

He kissed me there...in the middle of the restaurant. No one would have expected it, seeing two MEN sitting here kissing. They hadn't looked at us funny since we walked into the bar. They thought we were just two men. They couldn't tell that either of us were even gay.

"I like you," I told him after the kiss was ended.

"I like you too, man," he explained, "That's why I just kissed you."

He didn't understand what I meant. I put my hand onto his. I had meant to tell him that I loved him. It was way too soon though.

"No...I mean, you are so handsome...a little too handsome. You are one of those guys that it should be impossible to have a whole conversation. Where is your narcissism?"

He wasn't self-absorbed. Hell, when I looked into his eyes right now, the only thing I could see was my reflection as he stared at me with such interest. Who was this guy?

"People don't need that. That is too simple for people to do. It's easy to be egotistical...vain...and conceited. It takes a lot more work to be humble. I like complexity."

"I wish I could be like you...you're so free," I told him, "You just think...no...you feel...and act on what you're feeling. No hesitations at all."

I worshipped his free mind. The reason we were here even now was because of Amir. We both had things to do. He had to study and I had to rehearse for the Guys and Dolls Auditions that were coming up soon. He had dragged me out here almost against my will. He'd shown up at my door and I couldn't say no to him.

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