After Diallo dropped that bomb, I was speechless.

Like literally, there were no words. I did not know what to say, how to say anything, or want to say anything. Silly me for assuming anything. He was so unlike his sister.

Our food came and we said a quick blessing and then dug in. I ordered the appetizer platter as my meal. There was no way I was going to eat all of it, especially after he dropped that bomb on me.

"You want some of mine, I'll share."

"Sure, you can have some of mine as well."

Mr. Perfect, being perfect. He was perfect and I would argue with anyone to say otherwise.

"You're not going to say anything about what I said?"

"Ummm...huh?"

"Come on Ray, speak your mind, it's okay."

"Why?"

"Why what?"

"Why are you still...I mean, you've had girlfriends, why haven't you..." I couldn't even say the words.

"I'm not going to have sex just to have sex with a person. Yes, I had girlfriends, but they were not that serious. We got to know each other well and all, but I wasn't vibing with them like that. And sex to me is so much more than a roll in the bed, you know. It's too intimate. I want to wait for the right person."

I needed a fan to cool myself off, instead, I sipped my drink.

"Do I want to? Sure, yeah, one day, but there is no rush."

"Yeah."

"How do you feel about that?"

"No rush."

"You're a virgin too, right."

"How did you guess?" I said, giving him a playful smile.

He chuckled. "You give that vibe. It's cool. We're both waiting, and that's that."

But what if I wanted him to be the one? My first. Was he down with that? Wait, Rayvn, don't get ahead of yourself. You like him, but it was not that deep yet. Falling too fast and having sex when I was unsure was sure to have me end up like my mother. No way did I want my life to be that way.

Then again, I could get on birth control as my roomies said. And then there were condoms.

I shook all those thoughts from my head and just enjoyed being with Diallo. Dinner was great and he never stopped being a gentleman. When the server placed the check on the table I swooped it up before he could blink.

"I'm paying."

"Rayvn, I told you, I got this."

"And I said I can pay my way."

"You don't have to. I asked you out on the date, so I'm paying."

"But if we're in this together, shouldn't it be at least fifty-fifty?"

"No! Give it to me, let me pay," he pulled out his wallet to retrieve his credit card.

"Is this some kind of male chauvinist thing? Man takes care of the fragile woman, and I'm supposed to repay that by being some kind of obedient servant to you?"

He smirked at me and I wasn't amused. Mr. Perfect was losing perfect points. Should have known he was too good to be true.

"I like that. Do you think I'm that type of guy? My mom would skin me alive if she knew I was making my girl pay for my food. If you want to pay half, fine, I'll let you, but not today. I asked you out, on our first date, let me be romantic for you."

Okay, crises adverted, I gave him back his perfect points and the check. Let him pay this time, but I was definitely paying for our next date, the whole thing. He just wouldn't have to tell his mother.

After we left the restaurant, we headed back to the residence hall.

"Wanta hang out if you're not tired?"

"Long as I'm hanging with you, I'm good."

Did I sound like a cheeseball? Yes, and who cares.

"Mr room or your room?"

"Yours. More privacy," I said as we waited for the elevator.

"Oh, I see where you want to take things."

When we got on the elevator, I put my arms around him and laid my head on his chest.

"I just like being with you Diallo, I know you won't try anything we're both not ready for."

"I got you," he said, kissing my forehead.

Was I going to tell my friends or my roommates that Diallo was like me and waiting for sex? No, it was none of their business. I liked how my relationship was going and it was only a few days.

Back in his room, he went to the bathroom, and I realized I needed to go. I was not going to go in his, so I yelled out to him. "I need to run down to my room real quick, I'll be right back."

I shuffle ran to my room, realizing I had to go bad. When I opened my door, sounded like an orgy going on in one of the rooms. I froze and listened to the squeaky bed sounds and moans and grunts.

Twyla's room.

What was I supposed to do? I had to pee!

I debated going back to Diallo's room and going, but at this point, I wouldn't make it. I rushed to my bathroom, closed and locked the door, pulled my pants down, and relieved myself with a sigh.

Yes, I could still hear sex sounds. They were not stopping for me. I quickly wiped, flushed, and washed my hands.

Opening the door, and poking my head out, the sounds were even louder. I rushed out of the suite and into the hall, closing the door behind me.

Now those sounds would haunt me all night.

I made it back to Diallo's room. He was sitting on the couch, the TV on the menu, but he was scrolling through his phone.

"Come here," he said so sweetly to me.

I sat beside him and he put an arm around me, moved his face closer to mine, cheek-to-cheek, stretched out his arm in front of us, and took a selfie.

"I needta' show my girl off."

"Aaw!"

I posed with him for some pictures, making goofy faces. Then I grabbed my phone and took some on mine. Chantel and Juju would want to see those for sure.

"Can I send them to my mom? I told her about you."

"Uh...sure."

He already told his mom about me? I had not told Angel yet. I wonder if my father would freak. I was not planning on telling my mother ever. I wanted to keep him all to myself for now.

"You want to cuddle?"

"Yes!"

He put his arms around me, I put my arms around him. I lay my head on his chest. My favorite position. I had no problem being close and hugged up on Diallo. It was like a piece of heaven being in his arms. But then those thoughts and sounds coming from my suite crept into my brain. My innocent ears did not need to hear that.

First of all, I heard Twyla before, but it was not as loud and clear and it was in the middle of the night when I told myself it was a dream. Secondly, I didn't have a boyfriend when I heard those sounds. Now I'm cuddled up on Diallo and he feels good and my body is all warmed up and I just wonder.

I quickly moved away from him, sitting up straight on the couch.

"What's wrong?"

"Nothing!"

"Come on, something is wrong Rave, tell me."

"I think I should just...sit over here," I said, scooting away a bit.

"Now you're offending me. Tell me."

I twisted my lips, fearful of something stupid coming out of them. I was not going to tell this boy that I was hot and bothered because my roommate was getting freaking in our suite. I'm lucky my virgin eyes did not see anything. I wonder if his virgin eyes had seen...or heard such things. Anyway, I was not going to discuss this with him.

"I said nothing, Diallo."

"Okay, listen, I like holding you in my arms, but if that makes you uncomfortable, we won't."

I was such a bad girlfriend. That's all he wanted to do and I could not do that without getting turned on. I scooted back close to him.

"Can we just...hold hands."

"Okay." He took my hand and intertwined his fingers with mine. "I got you."

A/N: And still no first kiss with this boy. I'm dragging things alone, I know. Okay, time to speed up some things.