Don't Tell Aviv (2.)

Chapter 2 :

As I approach Little Prague, the restaurant was fully packed. I was beginning to wonder if I was too early. It was 5:48. Adham told me to come at 6. I feel like a loser. If I could describe my friendship with Adham it would be like David and Jonathan from the bible and I was looking for my David. The hostess asks if I'd like to sit, I tell her I'm looking for someone. By 5:55, I've convinced myself that Adham must have had something come up. As I walk out the restaurant I stood out for a good minute taking in my surroundings and a sigh of apathy leads out my mouth. I turn to the left and was ready to head to the train station and I bump right into what I thought was a wall. But this wall moved back. It was actually a person. I quickly asked forgiveness but in realization that this physique was astonishing. It was firm and covered over a navy shirt that embossed this persons physique. This person stood like a tree. I slowly looked up a bit to see that this was not a person either. It was David...My David.

"Eli, So sorry I'm late. I hope you weren't leaving. Were you?"
"Adham! N-No not at all I was actually just getting some fresh air. The place is packed man."
"Looked like you were going for a long walk for just fresh air."
"Well, you know..."

I looked away to the street as I said that last comment. I looked back in his big dark eyes and he stood still. The wind carried my long shaggy hair like a wheat field in Kansas. He simply starred me down. I felt a little perplexed and shook from his looks. I saw a sudden smirk in his smile.

"...Wuuwhat?"
"...Eli, you make me laugh."
"Really? How so?
"You thought I was going to leave you hannging did you?"
"--Umm no. No? Well maybe...Maybe. Yes I did."

He let out a perfect chuckle.

"Dude lets go in and get us some drinks."

For some reason I was a little nervous as to if he would think I was desperate to see him. I wouldn't have minded if he didn't show up but still it would have punctured me all night. He holds the door for these two blond girls walking out. They looked like his type. Long legs, flowing hair, big eyes, sexy hips and plunging V neck dresses that draped their body and came down too short revealing long sensual legs the both looked at him with piercing eyes and he looked back to see their backside. He places his hand on the small of my back and gently pushes me in. This sends goosebumps under my skin for some reason. His big sturdy hands on me make me feel small.