Friday night was “girls night”. B and me went out for Mexican and caught up on the events of the week past. I was relieved to be out of work and in the company of a friend. The food was excellent and the margarita was even better. We dropped my car back home and got a ride to the bar. There we meet three other ladies and began the process of getting “over-served”. I noticed a tall handsome man in the bar and even asked “who’s that??????” to all the ladies. C KNEW him and ran up and jumped in his arms…bummer…I am out of this one. Tall handsome was not a part of the conversation. We proceeded to go to two other bars for a change in scenery and then got back to our “home base” bar were we started.
Tall handsome was still THERE!!..I inquired again and we were introduced. YAY!! We talked and flirted. He seemed to like ME??? ME?? wow.
Turns out I went to junior high with him. He was the small scrawny boy that I never really noticed. NOW he is handsome -tall- and very sweet. Never married. No kids. And the big bonus …NO girlfriend. Wonder what is wrong with him?
We talked and talked and twice while we were chatting and someone would join in the conversation he would put his arm around me and his hand would ride on the small of my back. Once he even reached down and put his hand on top of mine and we intertwined fingers.
At the end of the evening a discussion (fight) broke out between two of my friends. I stayed back to mediate…and he went out the front door. When I got out front to get a ride home he was gone. No phone numbers exchanged. Gone in the night.
I caught myself thinking about him constantly all day on Saturday. Will I ever see him again? Was he really interested? Will he ask our mutual friend how to get in contact with me? Will I ask her?
Flutter of interest and “spark”???? Something I thought wasn’t possible anymore.
Damn him.