Keisha's first encounter

Keisha sipped her glass of red wine, taking quick glances at the entrance of the restaurant. She was completely bored out of her mind and there was only one person to blame for her miserable situation, Rain. She had no idea why she agreed to do it but she could still hear his voice echoing in her head.

“All you need to do, is to meet him and get to know him,” said Rain

“But why? And why me? Can’t you get some other demon to do that for you? Why is this guy so special that you have asked me to do this for you? And what am I suppose to find out about him?”

“Firstly, that’s none of your business, secondly, you owe me a favour and last but none the less, you are the perfect person for the job. Compremento?”

“You know Rain, sometimes I wonder why your life and mine are intertwined. You are the most distant and non-comprehensible demon I have ever known” she sighed. “And for the record, once I am done with this, I never want to ask you for a favour ever. And, you can kick my ass to the seven doors of hell if I do”

Keisha saw a man entering the restaurant. He was dressed in a beautiful tuxedo and had an air of arrogance and new money to him. Keisha assumed that he must be her assignment. She straightened herself up and reapplied her lip gloss.

“Hi Keisha?”

Keisha looked up and froze. It was not the man who had just entered the restaurant.

 A tall man was towering over her. His bright brown eyes made her heart skip a beat. They were soft yet one could not deny the penetrating gaze that would make any girl’s heart melt. It was deep and catastrophic. Keisha could feel her breathe become heavier. The man’s rugged yet boyish features made one conclude that, God must have made a special mould just to create him. His smile was encapsulating and she wondered what it would feel like if his tongue was touching her most intimate areas. She could feel the wetness slowing oozing out from her. He was wearing a tight V-neck t-shirt and she could not help but notice his distinct chest muscles. Gosh, if only she could take his shirt off right that moment and feel his tan tight skin. Keisha was completely on fire.

“Hmm Ms Keisha? Hi, I am Donavan”

Keisha snapped out of her fantasy. “Donavan? I am so sorry. Please do take a seat.”

“Thank you. I am so sorry I was late. Got held up by traffic,” he smiled. Keisha’s stomach tightened. One more time he smiled like that, she was just going to melt.

“It’s okay, what would you like to drink?” she asked, trying to distract herself from him, while waving her hand to catch the attention of a waiter. Gosh, she had got to get a grip of herself before she looked like some teenager who has just met her crush for the first time.

“I will have a beer, if you don’t mind. The weather is hot and nothing cools me like a good cold beer.”

“I rather have you hot then cold,” said Keisha’s voice in her head.

The waiter appeared and Keisha ordered the restaurant’s best beer. As the waiter left, Keisha took a good deep breathe, calmed her racing mind and smiled at the man sitting opposite her.

“So, Donavan, tell me about yourself.”