We agreed to meet Sunday the 15th of February. Steven decided to come see me at work...he had suggested that I go see him at his work, but I don't think I could have done that. I was nervous!!!! And excited! It didn't feel like I was meeting a stranger, we had spent hours all week communicating. Still, it was scary. More scary than any other person I had met blindly, because I cared. And I knew I cared, and I was hoping and praying that I was JUST WHAT HE WAS LOOKING FOR.
I was grinning all day...I think I may have been texting him that morning from church (how bad is THAT??). And then I went to work, and impatiently waited...every minute felt like hours. And then FINALLY...he was there!
I watched him walk towards me with a big grin...I am sure I had one too. And when he was just a few feet from me, I did this REALLY EMBARRASSING little jump/spasm/hand clap thing. And I am SURE that I looked totally ridiculous. I couldn't help it though!
We hugged each other, and I don't think it was a fast hug either. We pulled back and looked at each other, both still smiling. I honestly don't remember much, it was such a blur. I felt like I was floating. He went into the back room at my work place with me, and was chatting with my employees. They all looked mildly suspicious, so I introduced him as a friend from church. HA!
At one point, and I will NEVER forget this, we were sitting at a table in the back room, when his fingers reached across the table and he said quietly, "I just want to touch you." Tingles shot up and down my body. He was ADORABLE. I couldn't take my eyes off of him...his smile, his eyes, everything about him. I had thought he looked yummy in his pictures, but man, in person...holy hello! It was almost surreal...it's odd to me that I have had BAD experiences meeting someone in situations like this, and remember them clearly. Yet, in this experience, it was almost an out of body experience. I was in a leg tingling, can't stop staring, fog.
He stayed for a bit, we had a guarded conversation that would be appropriate for "church" friends. When he needed to leave to go back to work, I walked out to his car with him. We agreed at some point to get a hotel room that evening, we were both off work at 6 PM. When we got to his car, we talked for a few minutes, and then went to hug each other before he left.
And when he leaned in to hug me, without ANY THOUGHT, I put my hand behind his head and brought his lips to mine. And kissed him. Apparently, he wasn't expecting this, and I totally caught him off guard! I really didn't notice. What I did notice when I kissed him was that IT FELT SO RIGHT. At that moment I fell in love with his mouth. His lips felt perfect against mine, electricity ran through my body as I inhaled against his skin. It was risky kissing him there, and I didn't give a shit. He said something about how he wasn't expecting it, and I think I said sorry...he laughed and said not to be.
I practically SKIPPED back to work, and after I was at a good stopping point, I left work to go get a pedicure. I needed to do SOMETHING that would keep me busy for the next few hours. I could hardly stand it.
I had no expectations for our hotel meeting that evening, as naive as that may sound. You never know what will happen. When my pedicure was done, I wrapped up at work, and headed to the hotel. I checked in, and went to the room. I busied myself on my computer while waiting for him to get there, and finally he arrived!
To be continued...