How I Got My MOJO Back – Thank you Achilleus
After getting thrown off the horse last night, I was ready to throw in the towel. I had a date set for today (Sunday) at 3:00 PM, figured I would make this my last one for a while and was in the process of closing down my online dating shop. Out of the blue I got an email from a cutie. By this point, I thought, “hey what the hell, what have I got to loose?” I gave him my number and instead of texting he called me right off the bat. I set up a breakfast date (a first for me).
I had my dates stacked for Sunday, nothing like getting back up in the saddle.
As I patiently waited for his arrival at a local café, I kept wondering if this guy would be another douche bag. Would he make up a bunch of lies to try to up sell himself? Was he a wolf dressed in sheeps clothes? Etc.
To my surprise, when I looked up, “WHOLLY SHIT”, 6’4, BROWN EYES, BROWN HAIR and BROAD SHOULDERS! I felt like someone knocked the wind out of me. Just based on appearances, this guy…. Yes, this guy…. WOW- Is what my ideal mate would look like. The thought of having beautiful tall, robust, brown-eyed babies came to mind. Why? You Ask? I have no idea why my mind went in that direction, it must have been a primal instinct. I’m pretty sure Charles Darwin was speaking to me from his grave…..
Popping up from my seat, I wrapped my arms around Achilleus, and inhaled his manly scent and fell back in my chair. He started talking and all I could see were his brown eyes and long eyelashes….. did I mention he had brown eyes?????? So dreamy… My eyes were slowly drawn to his lips and then his large hands. FOOK ME! Am I the only woman who objectifies a man while they are talking and smiles sweetly???
I could feel my own Achilles heel start to slightly tear when he suggested we take a walk along the beach.
Walking through the sludgy, seaweedy shore, we laughed at all the obscure un-beachy things we found. He oozed of masculinity and our double entendre’d conversation made me blush – I was rather embarrassed of my innate coquettish responses, which he thought were endearing. I actually locked my arm around his and he smiled…. (my heart is actually pitter pattering at a rapid rate just thinking of the moment), reached down and held my hand…… (I totally felt like a teenager again – even if I never saw this guy again, the feelings and memories he had given me, were the gift I needed)
Of all things we stumbled upon a coconut, yes, randomly a coconut. “You put the lime in the coconut….”
Before we got back to the truck, Achilleus, K-I-S-S-E-D ME – on the beach in the crashing waves around my Achilles. Not an open mouth mwmwamwama kind of kiss, but a soft, sensual closed mouth kissed and then paused – which evoked A LOT of involuntary emotion in me… Damn, that smile… PHHHEEWWW…
We stopped in a little shop, went to a local coffee bistro, sat outside and he continued his courtship. His touch was intimate, his non-verbal cues were on target and it made my mind wander into deep lascivious thoughts. OH YES…. DEEP LASCIVIOUS THOUGHTS.
p.s. I canceled my second date :o) but not completely… just for today…. I’m not an idiot…. lol