Meet Up

The next day, at exactly 5.30pm, I was walked inside The Lounge. The place was so inviting with its dim lights. There was a bar on one side then the couches placed on different points of the room. It offered a chance to mingle and talk to each other. Rap music was playing in the background. It was not so loud. Just loud enough for you to listen to and relax. Since Shawn had already texted me where he was seated, I walked directly to him. Seated next to the huge tinted windows on the couch, Shawn looked like he belonged there. He was leaning back to his seat with his left hand holding a drink while his other hand held his mobile phone. He did not see me as I walked to him until I stood few inches from him. He raised his head then smiled.

He stood up and gave me a hug.

“Damn girl, you look beautiful!” He exclaimed as his eyes looked at me from the head to the feet.

“Thank you.” I said.

“Please, have a seat.”

I sat next to him. I placed my bag in between us and relaxed.

“I don’t think I have seen you in a formal outfit before.” Shawn said.

“Really?”

“Yeah, I last saw you when you were still in college. You were still wearing those low rise jeans with the bedazzled pockets!”

We both laughed.

“I really don’t miss those jeans.”

“I do. They brought out those cute bums.” He replied still laughing.

I gently slapped his back.

A cute waiter came and asked for my order. I read her tag. She was Lily. I ordered a Mimosa.

“Mmmhh, did you suddenly change your drink of choice?” He asked after Lily left.

“No, I still drink wine. I love it. I just wanted to try out their Mimosa. I have never been here before.”

“Great.”

Lily came back and placed my drink on the table with a coaster under it. She smiled and excused herself.

“So, tell me. What’s new with you?” I asked after taking a sip.

He looked at me in the eyes then said “I miss you!”

“Huh?”

“Yes. I do. Seeing you at the funeral made me miss the moments we had together while we were young. I want that back.”

“We are still friends Shawn.”

“Yes, we were friends. Is it bad that I wish it was different?” He asked.

“How different?”

“You know, me and you?”

I was surprised at how bold he was saying those words. I looked at him then shook my head.

“You do remember I told you that I am married?”

“Yes I do.”

“Then why are you saying those things?” I asked.

“Thought you should know how I wish things were. I know you have a family now, its okay. I am happy for you.”

“Thank you.”

“Sorry if I said something that has offended you.” He said. “Let’s continue drinking, shall we?”

I nodded and took a sip of the Mimosa.

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