Part 3: The Arrival
The venue was not too far from my house, about 7 minutes without traffic. I tried to call him when I got to the gate, no reply. I got spooked. But I could hear loud music playing from inside the house so I thought that could be the reason why he didn´t answer. I went through the gate to the house.
The doors were wide open, I could see a half-crowded room with a few tables on the veranda. The room was dimly lit with some old school music playing. I shyly walked in feeling lost, pacing my eyes across the room with no idea who I am looking for. Then I see him.
Just like in the movies, when a guy sees this beautiful woman walking towards him and he goes speechless? I think that is exactly what happened to me. He is incredibly handsome, cute, and his smile! My God! I froze. He walked towards me with such a beautiful sexy smile on his face, arms stretched out ready to take me in. I was so nervous I could feel my stomach twist. I went into his arms for a hug and boy smelled good!
“Hi John.”
“You look gorgeous!”
Trying to hide away my stupid blush, “Thank you.”
John introduced me to his brother and the birthday boy. “You remember the lady we met the other night, she is quite the dancer!” He said to his brother.
We sat at a round table next to the door. Like a gentleman he was, he poured me a drink. Jack Daniels on the rocks. To this very day, John pours my drink. Perfect to my taste and the right combination. Whatever I am having, whisky, bourbon, wine or just some water .. He does it for me.
The night went smoothly, light conversations here and there. Approaching mid night the club was full, the birthday boy had quite the crowd. John gave me a tour of the joint, explained the finer details and future plans they had for the place quite well. Flirting here and there.
Food was served, really nice chicken with roasted potatoes and vegetables. By this time with how full the house was, there were three more guests at our table. John had left to talk to some friends when food was served so I saved him some on a side plate. The music was quite good, I really tried holding down the urge to dance. He encouraged it but nah. “Not tonight” I told myself.
I enjoyed myself. Truly. From the party to meeting his friends. But most especially just being around him and how he took care of me. He called me “Head to toe”. His version of describing an amazing woman perfect from head to toe. I didn´t feel that way about myself, but he did. Weirdly John liked my toes. They were unpolished, something I was shy about but he held them so gentle and kissed them so delicately.
Time came for me to leave, so I whispered to his ear over the loud music. He got sad. Lonely. I almost felt bad for leaving him. I requested for a cab and he escorted me to the car.
“Don´t leave me, I want to be with you,” he said, interlocking his fingers with mine.
“I have work in the morning, gotta be up early,”
“Then I can come with you, I´ll sleep on the couch you won´t even know I´m there,”
“I doubt I would, but next time. You´ll crash on my bed instead,” I said, trying to force a smile.
Half-way convinced, he kissed me. Not that I have never kissed before. This was different. His lips were so soft and gentle. He is slightly taller than me and John held me close, kissed me so passionately I wished I could stay there in that moment much longer.
“Thank you for coming, I would not have made it through the party without you.”
“Thank you for inviting me, I had a wonderful time.”
“Let me know when you get home.”
“I will.”
John opened the car door for me, back left, and as we drove off, I could still see him standing by the road side watching the car speed off.
I could not sleep that night. He was perfect in every single way I imagined. Days went by and we continued chatting. My heart sunk when he said, “I miss you.”
We met a few more times more, each time better than the last. And when we made love for the first time, my body shivers going back to that moment. A good kind of shiver, the kind that unknowingly puts a smile on your face. Do such men still exist? The kind that respects a lady, gentle and warm. One that pours her a drink whenever her glass is empty, stands to greet her and pulls out a chair for her when she walks into the room, opens the car door for her with that sweet passionate goodbye kiss.
John awakened my love in a way I never knew possible. From relationships where I my esteem was shuttered and cheated on multiple times. Relationships where you were tossed aside like you never mattered to something so sweet, caring and gentle.
Meeting John was one of the best things that happened in my life. But as the saying goes, good things don´t last too long, I guess it is yet to be known of our fate.