Love?

"Where are you? Let's hang out...just you and me."

I was in front of my mother's vanity staring at myself in the mirror when Art called my phone.

"What do you have in mind?" I asked, excitement bubbling in my tummy.

"Issa surprise. Be ready in 30. Jeans and a shirt will suffice."

"Bet," I answered, ending the call.

Looking at myself in the mirror again, I put on a smile, peering at my appearance. Indifferent, I march into my mom's bathroom where I proceed to get ready for this impromptu date.

I am beautiful.

Plopping down in the passenger seat of his car, I turned to face him ready to bombard him with many questions only for him to seal our lips with an unexpected kiss.

Pulling away breathlessly, I asked, "What was that for?"

"Just wanted to see if your lips were real and by the feel of it, they are."

"Incredulous," I stated, sitting back in the seat whilst touching my lips with my fingertips.