asked him the question.
âI remember holding my hand to my ear and turning to look at you. I was about to say something foul until our eyes met. I couldnât stop looking at you.â
âI know. You gave me a complex. I thought I had a booger or something dangling out of my nostril.â I giggled at the memory.
âAt that moment I remember thinking I had to know everything about you. I didnât care about the roaring crowd, or whether or not our team won or who was looking. Time seemed to stop for a moment. You were like an angel.â
I released a long sigh and then said, âIt took me a moment to realize what the look you were giving me was for, but when I did, I felt the same way. Everything just seemed to stop. I remember thinking that I wanted to kiss you, but I didnât even know you.â
âI wouldâve let you kiss me. Hell, I wouldâve given you my virginity at that moment, had you asked for it,â Misalo confessed.
âWell, I would not have given you mine. Your eyes werepretty, but they didnât have the power to make me want to do all of that.â
âWell, your eyes had that type of impact on me. It was truly love at first sight.â
âSo, tell me how much you love me now?â I wanted to know if his heart was just as lovesick as mine.
âI love you so much that if you asked me for the moon, Iâd snatch it from the stars and give it you.â Misaloâs words were like a tender melody to my ears. My heart melted like ice cream sitting on a hot stove. âReally?â I wanted to hear him say it to me once again.
âYes, really. I wish I could hold you right now, Maya. I wish I could look into your eyes and see your soul, which I know shines brighter than moonlight. I wish we could be someplace right now enjoying each other.â
I released a long exhale. âOh, Misalo, I love you so much,â I said, surrendering all of my feelings to the moment. âI wish there was something I could do to bring us closer right now.â
âI have an idea,â Misalo said. âBut before you give me a quick no, think about it and then give me a slow yes.â
âWhat do you have in mind?â I asked suspiciously thinking that perhaps he wanted me to talk like a nasty girl from one of those 1-900 numbers.
âOkay, you know Iâd do anything to make sure that I always stay on your mind, right?â Misalo spoke confidently.
âOf course I do,â I whispered as I twisted a strand of my hair.
âI want you to text me a picture of yourself,â Misalo said.
âIâm in the bed and my hair is a mess. Besides, I donât have on any decent clothes. Iâm not trying to scare you away,baby.â I couldnât believe he wanted to see me when I wasnât looking my best.
âYouâre not catching my drift, Maya,â Misalo said in a smooth and calm voice.
âWhat do you mean?â I asked.
âText me a naked picture.â
I didnât think Iâd heard him right, so I sat up and repositioned myself before turning up the volume on my phone. âWhat did you just ask me to do?â
âCome on, donât be like that. Be a fun girlfriend and text me a sexy photo of yourself so that I can look at you.â
I was silent for a long moment as I processed what he was requesting. âNo way.â
âWhy not?â
âBecause, what if the photo gets lost or something?â I said, trying to find a rational reason to deny him.
âItâs not going to get lost.â
âWell, I donât want a naked photo of me floating around.â
âMaya, I just want to look at you. Then Iâll delete it. I promise,â Misalo pleaded, his voice sounded genuine and assuring.
âSend me one of you and then Iâll think about it,â I suggested, thinking heâd be too shy or embarrassed to actually do it.
âI donât have a problem