It was a BMW. An M6 as she recalled!
She couldn't believe she was doing this.
She walked down the stairs and made her way to the door when she felt she looked nice enough.
She wore her long black dress and a white cashmere jumper, soft make-up with her hair cascading down her back.
'You look great dear, now relax and go have fun!' Her aunt said.
She had only been in Cape Town a day and she really wanted to chill and hang out with her family.
Talking with Mark was a struggle at first but he was good to look at so she didn't mind.
They discussed work, family, religion, politics; they didn't go anywhere near relationships. She wasn't prepared for that...
After a few glasses of wine, conversation went from casual to flirty and numbers were exchanged for Whatsapp purposes. (Thank God for that huh?)
After getting through immigration, he promised to arrange a meet soon and he did! Soon!
Mark stopped for what seemed like an eternity and just looked at her... 'You are beautiful' he said as he held out his hand and led her to the open passenger door.
She smiled but didn't say a word. She was excited about her date but it wasn't because of Mark.
This was simply because she could let herself bask in the attention of someone else and not feel bad for the first time in 6 months.
This was a good step!
Mark had shaved, he wore a nice musky fragrance that filled the car and honestly looked like a movie star in his dark Ray Ban aviator sunglasses but again, this wasn't about him.
This afternoon was about her! Letting go, making conversation, having a good time and that car!
All she could think of in that moment was how good she looked in his white BMW M6 and she made herself comfortable.
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