Sunday, August 11, 2013

Dear Mr. Hottie McHOTTT Hotttt hottie

I met Mr. Hottie literally the first night I signed up for an online account. I was going through my messages, came across his picture and I couldn't believe he was real. So gorgeous! So we messaged for a little while and he asked what I was doing at the moment. Granted it was 10 pm, so I was probably free. He told me he was at a restaurant (with a bar) and that if I wasn't busy, I should go meet up with him. Ah! This is crazy. I had an early flight the next morning to Ohio. Sure, I was packed, but shouldn't I get my beauty rest? Then I looked at his picture again. Well, I can sleep on the plane. And that was that.

Dear Mr. Hottie,

So I'm guessing that you know you're hot. I mean, when you look that attractive, girls probably are at the level where they are throwing themselves at you. But, I am always up for an adventure, so when you so bluntly asked me to come get a drink, how could I resist? I'm sure it's your age old trick. Anyway, I pulled up and as you met me out in front of the joint, I thought, "okay...super hot and dresses well. what's the catch?" A great hug, we walked in and you were casual yet conversational, confident and cool. And you were surprisingly sweet. I have major reservations with attractive men because most of them are complete jerks. And you were a good listener and very complimentary, you know all too well what you're doing. After a long chat and a lot of laughing over drinks, we went outside. And while I was mid-sentence your masculine hand comes to my jaw, while your other hand sneaks around my waist for a passionate kiss. Why was that like the hottest thing ever? You didn't even ask my permission and for whatever reason, I didn't mind. So, the obvious follows, we kissed and kissed unaware of anyone passing by, yep. For the first time in my life, I was that girl. But it's like after 11 and all the little kids should be in bed by now haha. A great first date, one for the books.

We texted all while I was across the country and we both anxiously awaited when I would get back. As soon as I got back into town, we went out to the same place with your friends. It was so nice to see you with your friends, so genuine and giving, that made you the most attractive I think. Was that planned? How much of this is actually real? After they left, we chatted a little longer and then you walked me out. I was mumbling about something stupid, trying to ignore the tension in the air. Did you feel the electricity building or was it just me? Anyway, it didn't last long because right as I was rambling I suddenly found myself in your embrace kissing all over again. And sir...you are waayyy too good of a kisser and far more experienced than I am.

Of course, as the story goes, you started to push the boundaries and I set limitations, then you pushed again and I told you mid kiss that this was the last time we could see each other, but I said it in such a sweet innocent way, don't you think? You thought I was being playful and smiled through your kiss, "why not?" you said in a tone that I'm assuming was supposed to be seductive. And I just .....ummm... didn't know how else to say it or shock you out of the moment, but I said very casually that I was a virgin and not having sex until I was married. Which, in retrospect, was probably a really intense thing to say, but I didn't know how else to explain that it would be so difficult to be so physical with you. And... oh dear, your reaction surprised me. "What? No! No way! You've got to be kidding! That was the last thing I expected." Why was that your reaction instead of, "oh. that wasn't even what I was thinking. I'm just a nice good boy innocently kissing a cute girl?" hmmmmmm???  I'll tell you why! Because you probably do this to girls all the time!!!! In fact, I wouldn't be surprised if you had them on a rotation. Your sweet front betrayed itsself in that moment. I've never been one for yelling or arguments because it takes so much energy and is rarely constructive, particularly with strangers, which we technically are after two dates. So there was no blowup, everything was talked about and smoothed over and I think we even talked about meeting up again. 

Then, I was a dumb girl. so I texted you to hang out one last time and by the time you responded five days later, I was sooooo over you! I mean, if you are going to drag a girl along at least send a dumb five word text within a couple days. You best work on your game mr. player. That’s right! I said it!

Sincerely,

The girl who found you out

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