How they met

13 Jun


She was waiting at the bar, looking so hot because she couldn’t help it.  She is sexy even in spite of herself.  Maybe it is because she is “latina,” or maybe just because.  Right then, the cocky kid walked in.  Button down black shirt, rolled sleeves, Starbucks coffee cup in his hand, and dazzling smile.  Five minutes after, she was sipping the alcoholic concoction disguised as coffee that he offered her.  She couldn’t have known that she was in for it right then.

After a brisk walk, that left her all wet with sweat, they got to the other bar where they were going to hang out with a group of strangers who, try as they might, would never look like locals.  They came in and out of each others’ line of sight several times.  Each time he became more daring.  She became weaker by the minute.

Flirty looks and furtive touches led to forgetting about the rest of the strangers.  Amongst all those people, he kissed her.  She was awkward.  The great kisser that she is couldn’t get the rest of the people out of her mind.  It was not supposed to happen this way.  He wasn’t supposed to be this blunt.  She wasn’t supposed to forget about herself.

He led her out of that place.  Held her hand while walking through dark streets.  They kissed like adolescents discovering the tug that begins in the belly and fills your body with electricity.  They almost didn’t make it all the way to his place.  She said no, then yes, and then no again, forgetting how much she wanted until she couldn’t forget anymore.  He said please don’t leave, and she stayed long enough to savor the moment.


One Response to “How they met”


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