Keisha & Kevin

Letting the breeze blow through her rich curls, Keisha drove silently.

She had just started a new hustle after what she described to her psychiatrist, as a “slump” in her business after entire world was decommissioned for a year.

With money suffering, she has to think quick and Doing ride share for Lyft, was her best option while she waited for life to return to normal, and while she finished healing from “the incident”.

Just as her mind began to wander, she felt the warm tears streak her face. Wiping them away she pulled out her driver app.

Go Online “Ok Keesh,” she said pumping herself. “Let’s move past this.”

Just as soon as she spoke the words and clicked the purple button, she felt the familiar vibration of her Apple iphone ring, and she heard the familiar alert.

“OK DJ. Two miles away,” she whispered softly to herself. “Let’s get it.”

Starting down the road toward Kevin she prepped herself for the ride by switching her playlist to something upbeat and universally familiar while adjusting the temperature.

Just as she completed all pre-ride pick up tasks, she noticed she was to her destination. Scanning the street she saw a tall, slender figure wave her way as if he were hailing a taxi in New York City.

Giving him the once over she felt a familiar twinge of anxious butterflies mixed with excitement, a little dash of curiosity, and a whole lot of lust deep in her belly. “Keisha?” He asked coyly. “Pick up for Kevin?”

Smiling at her, he flashed a row of perfectly imperfect teeth surrounded by soft looking, full lips.

“Thank you for coming, it was hot out there,” he said sliding in and buckling up.

“He smells good,” thought Keisha as she replied.

“It is.”

“So, you been doing this long?” He asked making small talk.

“Just under ten months, and so far so good.” Before he could ask the inevitable next question, and make her flashback to the incident she asked “what do you do?”

“I’m a marketing director by day, CEO by night.”

“Nice! What’s your business in?” Asked Keisha genuinely interested.

“I’m a graphic designer and general jack of trades,” he said with a chuckle. “I’m a day trader, investor, and the face of my brand. I do it all.”

Listening to him speak Keisha noticed he had a face for politics.

“I plan to run for public office, but for now; this is my start.” He said confidently and confirming Keisha’s hunch.

“That sounds amazing! And if it’s any consolation, I’d vote for you,” she said with a coy smile that eluded to the possibility she was speaking in double entendre. Smiling back he pretended not to notice, but let his gaze meet hers through the rear view mirror just a moment longer than was necessary to establish rapport.

“What city are you running in?” Keisha asked even more curious about Kevin, two miles away.

“In my hometown.” He started.

“Barstow, California.”

Just as Keisha was about to fire off another question she felt herself lose her train of thought, and she is never at a loss for words.

Just as she focused in on his energy to read what it was that she was missing, she heard her Lyft GPS direct her to stop. “It looks like we’re here.” She said turning back to meet his gaze head on.

As she looked him in his eyes she immediately saw why he took the words out of her mouth. He was beautiful with large kind eyes, and confident broad shoulders.

His physique was strong and lean, like any Active professional athlete, if not stronger. She also noticed that right as they made eye contact his lips parted ever so slightly and his nostrils flared out a bit.

“I guess this is it.” He said “thank you for the ride.”

“Anytime,” Keisha said flashing a small, one sided smile. Without saying anything else, he gathered his belongings and walked briskly into his terminal. She had become so intoxicated in his energy she forgot to ask him where it was that he was headed off to.

It was a random Tuesday morning so she assumed he was headed to a work meeting Or some other hum drum event. Driving to her next pick up, she felt a curious longing for Kevin. She immediately wanted to see him again, be in his energy and just talk.

For the rest of her day, she found herself distracted by daydreams of talking with the intoxicating stranger. As she was winding down for the day and dropping off her last customer, she decided to do something she had been avoiding since the incident. Grabbing her small black bag she placed it securely on her shoulder, and ducked off into the dispensary. She knew she needed to access way More energy than was normal for what she was planning to do, so she bought a 10 pack of 5 mg edible gummy bears and two pre-rolled joints.

She was about to do something she knew no intelligent, spiritual woman should ever do… a love spell; on that handsome, tall, dark stranger.

Episode Two Coming 09/03/2021

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