I glanced at my reflection in the large picture window as I approached the front door. I was pleased that I had chosen a slimming sundress, that displayed the slight curve of my hips and a halter neckline that accented my feminine shoulders. The evening air carried a cool summer breeze, but I was determined to not hide under my coat. I felt confident as I tossed my hair that this look was working well for me tonight. I slowed my pace as I neared the door, feeling happy how the evening had gone so far. A deep voice suddenly interrupted my thoughts. Sitting off to the side just outside of the entry I noticed a man and a woman. It appeared it was me this man had just directed a remark too. I smiled with a slight chuckle, as he stated that " I was to pretty not to be smiling". Very quickly I said " My smile was dependent on what was waiting for me inside."
There was a comfortable busy crowd inside. A crowd that hummed with laughter and the buzz of excitement from a typical Friday night. A swift glance around the room let me know my date was not yet present. I quickly grabbed a pub table near the middle of the room that faced the doorway. A bit lost in my thoughts I was almost caught by surprise when I heard a slightly familiar voice speaking to me. The man that I had just seen outside was now standing next to me. Smiling, and seeming very confident. He told me with an almost teasing grin that he was the person I was suppose to be meeting. I scanned him quickly from head to toe. Very much liking what I saw, while enjoying his boldness and the humor in his approach to me. Instantly I found myself a bit drawn to him. Apart of me wished truly that he was the date I was suppose to be meeting.
Very politely and rather quickly he suggested he wait with me for my date. Before I even had time to consider objecting (which truthfully was not what I intended to do) he was making himself comfortable while also extending an invitation to me, to come join his party of family and friends, just across the room from me, if I still felt so compelled to wait for my apparent no show. Indeed this tall handsome stranger was intriguing and if nothing more a sweet answer to the fact that I was being stood up.
After waiting for 15 minutes I did finally agree to accept my new friends invitation. I felt a definite connection, as I learned we knew some of the same people and were graduates of the same high school, though from different years. He was a home boy, which made conversation easy and helped me to feel comfortable with the people in his party.
The evening ended with us exchanging numbers and me agreeing to a dinner date with him the next night. We shared an attraction to each other and it almost seemed too simple to be real. He saw me, approached me, and took a chance. I found myself now feeling very pleased my second date did not show up and more importantly I was feeling excited about seeing him again the next night and any thoughts i had left of my first date that evening were fading fast.
For the record:
We have been happily dating for almost 2 months from that night we met-It never ceases to amaze me just how somethings have a wonderful way of working out when you least expect it.