'dancing in the mirror'
I'm still in the car. She still ain't here. Her plane is suppose to land around 8am. I looked at the time and it was 7:58am. I've been her since like 6 and I barely got any sleep last night, I was at the studio finishing 'long distance' we're selling it, but there's no offers yet.
I slept for a half-hour in the car. It was about time know that I go inside and wait for her, because I'm gonna have to help her with her bags and she might not know where the car is. I got out of the car, and got inside, looked for someone who works here. I saw a younger-looking girl, with red wavy hair, green almond shaped eyes, and fair skin. she wasn't bad looking, it's just that knowing Chanel no one could catch my eye as much as her.
“excuse me little ladie.” I said.
“how may I help you?” she said nicely.
“yeah, I wanted to know when the flight from California was coming in.” she looked in her computer and said, “ that's scheduled to land in 8:04 I beileve.”
“well thanks very much.” I said. “your welcome.”
I went outside and sat at the bench, smoked a ciggeret. I looked and my rolex and it said 8:06. I wondered if she was there already, so I went inside and she wasn't . I went to the hallway where she would be coming through.
I waited, wondering what could be taking so long; and then I saw the girl wearing peach colored shorts, a white short sleeved half-top, and brown strappy flats. She had light-green-eyes, long lashes, a narrow nose, luscious lips, and soft structure to her cheekbones, and long brown hair. a smile went upon my face as hers did. she put her bags down and I nearly ran to her exitingly, she put her arms around me, I wrapped my arms around her waist and kissed her on the cheek, she kissed me on the lips, I closed my eyes and imbrased it. it was so weird.
“Man, not so long ago we were across the country, and now in each others arms.” I said.
“You just took the words out of my mouth.” she said, smiling. I grabbed both bags and started walking.
“Hey! those are my bags.” she tried to remind me.
“Yeah, I know, and your my guest so while you're here you won't be lifting a finger." I said.
“Pretty soon I'm gonna be living here, you know, so you can't count me as a guest.”
“Well that's still in a long time, so for now I'm treating you like a like a guest.”
“well you can at least give me one?" she offered her hand.
“deal.” I excepted, giving the lighter bag to her. We walked to the car, I told her to get in the car while I put the bags in the trunk, so she did, then I got in the car and started driving. thing were quiet after one-year. I couldn't find any conversation.
“So, what do you think were doing tonight?” Chanel asked, breaking the ice.
“We're going out for dinner.” I replied.
"Do you think anyone's gonna be there?” she asked.
“I hadn't invited anyone. I thought that it could just be you and me tonight.”
“oh , it's just that I like really miss everyone, especially Phil.”
“yeah, but I wanna make up for a year in one night, and we'll see them tomorrow.” I said, because I wanted some time with her, and I would have a hard time doing that with everyone around. she turned on the radio and my song was on.
“is this one new? I haven't heard it.” she said.
“not the newest. Why, you haven't been listening to my music?” I asked, because I've been keeping touch of her work.
“I was scared that I would start crying or somethin.g it's stupid.”
“why? I've been hurting you that much?” I asked. I felt really bad thinking about it.
“yeah, was just being overly-dramatic.” she said.
we got to Chelsea. It was the perfect amount of high maintenence and city life like. Let's say if I lived in somehere like Brooklyn cuz I wanted to be somewhere where the street wasn't too packed, but I also wanted something that was more high mantenence, so Chelsea was good.
I got out of the car, got Chanel's stuff from the trunk.
“so this is are home.” I said, looking up at it.
“Well it's a house.” She said, I laughed.
“no it's an apartment.” she laughed.
“even better.” she said. We went through the door.
“Well, who do we have here?” Mike the bellman asked.
“Hey Mike. this is my girlfriend Chanel.” I said looking at her as she waved her hand.
“She's very beautiful. You're a lucky guy Bruno.”
“Yeah.. Yeah I am.” I really am lucky to have her in my life.
We got out of the elevator and was in the long hallway. When we got to the door, I said,
“This is are home. Want a tour?”
“Sure I do.” She said, laughing as I opened the door. We went in the small hallway, which led to the living room.
“Now, this is where we sit down.. And watch TV.” I introduced, pointing at the couch. she said ok and then she followed me to the kitchen.
“And this is where I make food, without much progress.” I pointed at the sink saying,
" and this is were I do the dishes.. Like, every five-days.” I joked. I walked her to the bedroom saying, “And this is where we're spending the night.. If you know what I mean.” She smiled.
“Oh, trust me, I know what you mean.” She said, leaning in and we started kissing so nicely
“Why don't we save all of the love for tonight?” she suggested.
“But I wanted to make up for the year.” I said.
“That would take a long time, wouldn't it? And I thought that we can do it tonight so it can be a little more special.” I liked how she was thinking, so I told her ok and then she went in the bathroom to take a shower. I thought that I should unpack her stuff before she gets in the room, because when she sees me doing it for her, she won't let me but I want to do it for her, I did and at the bottom of the suite case was a picture of her Which read:
STUFF HUH? WELL THANKS.
and in the back was a picture of her in white lengerie. It made me laugh a little, it also left me turned-on. I put it in my pocket, because I didn't need it in my songbook anymore. She was back with me. She got out of the shower and came in the room, motioned for me to get out so I did. The door was cracked open, I couldn't help but to look. I looked through it, her towel was still on, she started putting her lotion on her legs, and then her arms. She took off her towel and rubbed the lotion on her stumach. Soon she started doing some moves. she started moving her waist and shifting her legs. Chanel was a great dancer, and I loved to watch while she didn't know because she wasn't shy. she had nothing to hide.. as far as she know.s