Handsome Face

He’s about 6’4”, between 220-240lbs. Light complexion. I love his facial hair, sometimes he lets it grow out thick and full. And those lips. I can only describe his lips as juicy pillows that were made for me to rest my lips upon. And his eyes…oooh…those eyes are to die for. They aren’t green or blue, hazel or gray. Those eyes are just big, brown, round and deep. I love looking into them. But I think he is already taken. I believe another has already laid claim to the heart that I wanna steal for my own. Let me tell you a little about the situation.

I met him almost 1 year ago at an intersection; however, that was not the first time I had seen him. The first time I laid eyes on him he didn’t even notice me. I walked into Food 4 Less in Long Beach right off of the 91 freeway. I noticed his tall strong frame immediately. I found myself starring at him. I can still remember the hat and clothes he was wearing. It was a multi-blue color checkered hat with an “A” embroidered on it. He had on a baby blue shirt and light blue long denim shorts. He was talking on the cell and paid no attention to my gazing eyes. “Damn!”, I thought to myself, “This Negro can get it…RIGHT NOW!” Almost as soon as I entertained the idea I also dismissed it. I was in a relationship and he just didn’t look like the type who would be interested in a young lady who looked like me. Don’t get me wrong, I don’t have an issue pullin’, but I was just feeling a bit insecure at that moment. So, he got in line, paid for his groceries, left the store, and my eyes followed him out the door. That was the end of that…or so I thought.

About 2 weeks after I first saw him, I saw this beautiful giant again in the same grocery store. “Wow! Lucky me!”,  I whispered under my breath. This time I was in a bit of a hurry so I couldn’t keep stealing glimpses of him. I had to get my shit and get on. So I continued to grocery shop and when I was done I found myself standing 2 customers behind him in the only line that was open in the store. Now here I go again starring at his sexy ass! This time he wasn’t on the phone, but he was holding a conversation with the lil ugly cashier girl. This time he did notice me looking at him. Shit! I was a lil embarrassed, but I did not stop starring. I absolutely could not help myself. My eyes caught his eyes and I looked down. I felt like a little girl. He smiled and I put my head down, looking ashamed and shy. My heart was beating so fast and loud that I’m sure the people standing behind me could hear it. He paid for his items, looked back at me, smiled, and left the store. I felt like I could finally breathe when he walked out of that automatic door. Two customers later it was my turn for check out. I read the lil ugly cashier’s name badge and called her by her name. I won't tell ya'll her name. Shit, you might wanna go to that store one day. Anyhow, back to the story. “How old is that guy you were talking to?” She looked at me all stank faced, smacked her lips and said, “I don’t know! He like 25 or sumin’ like dat.” I asked, “You don’t know his name?” She replied, “Nah uhn!” (I now know that the lil Heffah was liying) I looked at her, smiled and said, “Oh well I thought you knew him from the way you guys were talking. But he sure is fine as hell. And I’m sure he knows it too!” I paid for my items, thanked and smiled at her raggedy ass and left. I scanned the parking lot to see if I could catch one last glimpse of him, but I didn’t see him so I got in my car, turned my music up, and drove off. “Next Lifetime” by Erykah Badu was playing in my CD player.

Next Lifetime came about 5 minutes later when he saw me at the intersection of Cherry and Artesia. His tall succulent ass was in a little bitty Kia Sephia. (I truly didn’t care what the fuck he was driving) All I saw was something moving to the right of me. I looked over and the Angels started to sing. LOL. I know it sounds corny, but that’s how I felt. I rolled down my window. “Yes?”, I said sweetly with a smile on my face. He asked, “You have a boyfriend?” I nodded my head, “Yes”. He looked disappointed, “Well can I call you?”, I shook my head and said No. “Well take down my number and call me then”, he said. And just like a bad girl I did just that. My botfriend and I were broke up about 2 weeks after I met him anyway. Don’t trip!

We talked and texted and met up for months. Not too often, and not to have sex either, but I always made sure to let him know whenever I came out to L.A.. During the time we’ve spent together I know this about him: He is 5 ½ months younger than me, a barber, he has a daughter who he is actively raising, he has a great relationship with his mother and siblings, doesn’t really like his dad, he does not like skinny women, he has very little friends, he has a great sense of humor, he is very touchy feely (which I love), he is even tempered, encouraging and he is very respectful. He makes me feel innocent and free. This man has A+ qualities that I love and was not even looking for.

I mentioned earlier that I believe he may already be taken. I say that because of how we spend time. For example: 1) We spend time together, but only where ever I am. That means he always comes to me or we meet somewhere. 2) He gives me the respect of turning his phone off or putting it on silent when we are together. He does not talk on the phone in front of me or sometimes he just lets it ring. 3) I’ve never been to his house. He told me that there is no privacy there because his family lives with him. 4) How could a man like that be single in this world full of beautiful women? Not to mention L.A. county? Now although initially we were not having sex, we have only recently started. Oh yes! We have had sex…good sex too! And I do not regret it! As a matter of a fact…I’ll do it again….and again…and again!

Now you may wonder why I would continue to have sex and spend time with a man who may possibly be taken. Well to answer your question, I don’t know for a fact that he is involved with someone. Plus, I am single. I really have to look out for myself. I feel right when I’m in his presence. Nothing about our interactions put me in an uneasy mood. When I asked him if he was in a relationship he told me that he was not. To be quite honest with you, the more I think about him, and the more time I spend with him, the less I wanna know if he is in a relationship. I know that some of you who may read this Blog will judge me, but these are very similar feelings that many young women may feel. I just so happen to be open and honest about my feelings. For right now I’m going to enjoy the interactions that we have (They are not all sexual). I plan on keeping him in my life for a long time. And NO! I’m not telling you his name! I call him Handsome Face anyway.