Ok guys, the prior night I laughed so hard at the lil NY man and his deep comments, proceeded to other side of bar where my pretty boy was and continued on with the tonsil hockey for maybe another 20min. Then, being the good girl I am, my girlfriend and I left the bar to hop in a cab and go home. I am not into one night stands but will appreciate a beautiful face. Tons of fun and just what I needed Mr. Soccer Player, thank you.
So now onto my evening with the older man last night, we will call him The Engineer. I seriously have never been wined and dined like I was last night. It was unbelievable. While waiting for him the lobby of his hotel I felt like Julie Roberts in Pretty Woman. Totally out of place but not caring a bit because I was in awe at the amazingly beautiful surroundings. The Engineer is a bit older than I and he reminds me a little of Lance Armstrong, great shape, all gray and cute smile. After telling the concierge that we would like to live and eat well (is that code for expensive?) she recommended a very authentic Italian restaurant in walking distance that was extremely intimate. The place was absolutely gorgeous. A 3 story house was transformed into a little Italian village by a couple from Bologna Italy. All of the food was made in house and the wine exported from Italy. The Engineer was a complete gentleman, held doors, took my chair out, stood up when I went to use the restroom. A girl could get used to this! Conversation was just as good as the food, he has never been married or had kids because he is a workaholic. During our tiramasu indulgence he admitted to me that he flew out to Chicago strictly to take me out because since the moment he met me he couldn't stop thinking about me and was amazed that such a beautiful and intelligent woman like myself was still single. Wow. Talk about laying it on thick. I probably blushed and snorted because that is how I handle flattery but I have to say, hearing that was really nice, almost better than the whole date. After walking back to the hotel he grabbed me a cab and we ended the date with a small nice kiss and I told him I would call him.
Now in the cab my ex texts. Perfect timing huh? He tells me he's out and asks what I am up to. Not sure if he wants to just rub it in that he is out doing his own thing or if he just really wanted to talk to me but either way I picked up the phone and called my mom from the cab and filled her in on the wonderful evening and tried to put him out of mind. I don't want that glow of being spoiled to go away to soon, it was too nice to spoil with a conversation about the past. Time to move on.
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Absolutely beautiful. I feel an electric vibe from your writing and there is magic in the air, let's pray it isn't Johnson! LOL, sorry.
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