Jeremih
I sat in the car waiting on Imani, while thinking about that woman that I saw standing at the wall. I couldn’t see her face, but I knew she was beautiful and the moment I saw her I felt a deep connection. It was as if I had loved her my entire life which didn’t make sense. Suddenly there was a tap at the window startling me back to the present. To my surprise it was the woman from earlier who thanks to the guy that cut in front off me I lost my chance to talk to. Luckily that chance came back.
“Are you following me?” I asked, with my usual flirtatious voice. I knew Imani would be upset if I talked to anyone that wasn’t her mother, whoever she was considering; however, I decided that I didn’t care, at least not until she got back.
“No, I just saw you sitting in the car on my way
