Chapter 3 Giving Butterflies

"On my way."

I hang up with Kara just as my waiter is bringing out my food. After paying, I head toward the door and bump right into Mr. Dimples and almost fell flat on my ass. I know what you're thinking. No, it wasn't intentional, but damn, look at my luck.

"Oh my God. I'm so sorry," I say.

He just smiles and says, "No, it's all my fault. I should have been paying attention."

He picks up my bags and inspects them to see if my food was ruined, but it wasn't. He handed me my bags, and I smile and say, "Thank you."

I turn to leave, but I stop when I feel sparks shoot through my body at the touch of his hand on my arm. I look at him in confusion.

"Would I be too forward to ask you if you would like to go out for a drink sometime?" he asks.

"No, you wouldn't, and yes, I would love to," I respond, feeling giddy on the inside as I stare into his face.

There they were again; those dimples peeked out at me as he smiled back.

"My name is Ashlon Levy," he says. "And you are?"

"My name is Amber Peterson."

He takes my hand in his and looks me in my eyes. "It is very nice to meet you, Amber, and I look forward to seeing you... very soon," he states, flashing that hundred-watt smile. I had butterflies all in my stomach.

"Thank you, Ashlon. I look forward to seeing you as well," I respond. We exchange numbers and went our separate ways.

Heading to Kara's house, all I can think about is Ashlon. I wonder what he does for a living, if he has children, and how he is in the bedroom.

"I bet he is as good as he looks," I say loudly, laughing to myself. I'm sure I'll find out soon enough.

"What took so long?" Kara asks.

"Girl, I just met this very handsome guy at the restaurant. His name is Ashlon Levy. Have you heard of him or about him? I know you know everybody," I question with a smile.

She chuckles. "That's true, but I don't think I know him. I gotta see his face. The name doesn't ring a bell to me," she responds. "So, what did you get to eat?"

She grabs the bags from me and walks to her kitchen to get some plates and silverware. Opening the bag, Kara screams.

"This the new place by your job, huh?!" she asks.

"Yes," I say with a laugh.

She loves food just as much as I do.

"I have been waiting for them to open that place. I heard their food is the bomb," she states.

The food was delicious. I plan to make them my new lunch spot from here on out. I chill with Kara for a couple of hours before I head to my own place, uptown. I have a two-bedroom, two-bath condo overlooking the beach. It's my little piece of heaven.

When I got home, I called Veronica back. "Hey, Breezy. What you doing?" she asks.

"Girl, just got home about to take me a long, hot bath. What you doing?"

"I'm watching my shows on TV, but you know it's a party this weekend out in the Heights. You wanna go?" she asks.

"Sure, any reason to get dressed up and look cute," I say with a smile.

"Also, to get some new D-I-C-K," Veronica spells out, laughing.

"True, true." I laugh right along with her.

Veronica has been my friend since elementary school. We have been trolling dick since high school. That's my bitch. I would kill for her, and she would do the same for me. We have been through a lot of men in our day. It was so much fun.