Risky. Business.
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I met another one�.no surprise there. Meeting men has never been all that difficult. Meeting decent ones is the true challenge. But I am up for it, never have been one to run away when things don�t necessarily go the way I want them too. It�s frustrating as hell though to have to pick up and dust off and keep moving. With each new ONE that comes along, I feel like I am in that movie �Groun.dhogs D.ay� and I have to constantly repeat the whole getting to know you period. I know ONE of them will be THEE ONE and the continuous movie reel will finally come to an end�.only long enough to start a new romantic comedy starring ME (and HIM too)...idelastic, I know but that�s just me being me. Back to the new ONE who does not have enough clout yet to be given a fictional name of reference. He is a cutie pie though and he has that trusty ol� football build that has me internally begging for him to tackle the hell out of me. Oh and the kicker�.we work together NOW! I really was not planning on this being a long ass entry. I know it�s long overdue but time nowadays is truly scarce and most days I move around faster than I have time to sit down and type a decent Hello. So if you don�t mind let me attempt to start somewhere around the beginning���. I met HIM two maybe three weeks ago. It was the night after we said the final goodbyes to my Auntie. I was tired of mourning and the tears were not bringing her back. So what�s a girl to do? Get her party on of course. I know so inappropriate given the events of the day, but I needed a pick me up and something to take my mind off everything. A party seemed to be the perfect outlet. HE was the first person I saw when I walked in. HE had that familiar face. HE was in the perfect spot for ordering a drink. So we ventured HIS way, made eye contact many a times through out the night. I flirted and smiled and batted my eyelashes at the loser who was showing out and flossing his $$$. His �wealth� and �status� did little to impress me but we managed to exchange numbers, or rather I beamed him my business card via my treo. I never intended for the loser to call me, I just love that I beam shit with my phone and any chance I get, I beam folks�perfect strangers at that my info (I have since learned to control my beaming habits). HE however, sat back and watched this supposed �wealthy man� try to win me over. Truth is, I was dying to get away from the arrogant asshole and be next to HIM. I finally got my break towards the end of the evening. Numbers exchanged. Plans made to talk again soon. I never heard from HIM after that. I knew from our limited conversation that HE would start working at the Plantation after Than.ksgivin.g. Nearly three weeks had past by and like I always manage to do, I moved on�even forgot HE would be working at the same place. That was until today. I was finishing up lunch in the cafeteria, sitting around shooting the breeze with one of my new co-workers when I saw an familiar/unfamiliar profile. I stopped mid-sentence. Trying to figure out if HIS black face was one I already knew. After a while you learn to recognize the other black folks you see move about the hallways and give them the nod of solidarity and even a smile and good morning every now and then. HE had his head down, so I was unsure if in deed it was HIM�until he looked up. I left my co-worker�speechless as I made my way to were HE was sitting. Nerves moving about, finger tips getting ice cold. I took a seat in front of HIM. We smiled, HE was surprised, not at all expecting to see me sitting in front of HIM. HE was nervous, playing with salt and pepper shakers until I took his distraction away from HIM�made HIM focus on what was in front of HIM �ME looking fly as hell today�not knowing that it was the BEST day to step it up a notch. We made small talk. I never mentioned the previous agreement to call that HE reneged on. I gave HIM my work email and asked HIM to stop by my floor when HE got off work, gave the sideways look of doubt until HE assured me HE would come through�(Internal thought at the time: yeah, I have heard that before). This time, unlike the last encounter, HE followed through. We talked in the hallway, trying not to draw attention to ourselves, stepping away from nosey co-workers. HE smelled so goooood. Told HIM that he can�t be running round the hospital with all the smelly goods on..too many sick ass people who are allergic to any and everything. Somewhere in the conversation, HE stepped a little closer to me, I had been protecting my personal space, trying to keep the passer byes from picking up on the attraction between the two of us. But HE moved closer. I backed away. HE gave me that eye of surprise at my response to HIM moving toward me. I told HIM men who smell good turn me on, didn�t need no trouble up here on the 8th floor. Again, HE moved closer, this time I let HIM, smelled him, smiled until HE took a step back. HE was satisfied that HE had gotten to me. Little did HE know that I have my own little secret weapon(s). HE happens to find my full lips sexy, enticing. I smiled, licked and rubbed my lips together, blushed even after the compliment. Nervous that HE was watching me with such intensity. A few inappropriate words for our work environment were exchanged. Nothing to naughty but definitely not a conversation I would want co-workers overhearing. We eventually said our goodbyes. He promised to call this time. HE headed one direction, me in the other, panties a little moist, but with a new little pep in my step. During our most recent conversation this evening, HE shared with me how afraid HE is. HE could not be specific of what it was he was so scared of�.but I knew, I know. It�s that same thing we are all afraid of. Mia knows�.she�s taking the risk now�.hoping that perhaps favor will be on her side this time. I commend her. I know it aint easy�never is and I don�t think it was ever intended to be. Her words today moved me, like they often do: So I risk� Mia, I hope you don�t mind, I sent HIM an email with your words hoping that HE won�t yet give up and that HE will continue to take that risk until HE meets the ONE that HE can begin his romantic comedy with. I want that for you too Mia. You absolutely deserve it. |
11:04 p.m. || November 29, 2006 |
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