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Authors: Mayra Statham, Nicole Louise
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kiss me yet so that’s the part that always left me a little confused.
“I… I umm, I’m not really sure Mike.” I say stumbling over my own words. I had been gone from the dating game for so long I didn’t know how to play it, and honestly at thirty-six, juggling three active kids and a busy flourishing career, I was too tired to try to play games, so I decided to lay my cards on the table and be completely honest. Staring towards the living room to make sure the kids weren’t up, I walked to the kitchen and went through the double French doors that led to the backyard. “I have to be honest Mike,” I start.
“Okay.” He says hesitantly.
“I was never very good at this,”
“This?” he asks almost sounding amused.
“The whole dating-game playing thing, I wasn’t good at it at twenty-two much less at thirty-six after having taken a fourteen year break.”
“Okay.” He says cautiously.
“So here goes. I like you. I think you’re interesting and funny in a dry witty way, when you laugh it does things to me that shouldn’t be allowed, plus you aren’t tough on the eyes.” I say trying to lighten the mood and stop myself from making a complete idiot out of myself. “You are really nice, and to be honest sometimes I catch myself thinking about you. I liked meeting up for lunch this week. I liked looking at my phone and reading that you were calling or reading a simple good morning text from you.
“I’d like to get to know you, hang out. With that said, I am also a single mom. Yes I have a great support system, my friends and family are beyond amazing, but Sundays are usually my only complete day all week to spend with my kids. I know it might be weird but dinner might be nice to just hangout. There’s no pressure, no strings, just extremely casual early homemade Sunday dinner maybe go out for some ice cream afterwards. I’ll introduce you to them as if you are a potential client, a friend. They have met my friends and my clients before. It wouldn’t be more than just that to them. It’s better for you to see what being with me in my life entails now, rather than later when emotions or sex cloud our judgment of what we can put up with and what we can’t.”
“Sex?” his voice sounds strained and I giggle nervously. GOD I am a nerd. I don’t even know what I am saying, my face heating up, I cover my face with my hand.
“I mean like later if we were to… you know? Take this further…” He stays quiet and I just want a dark hole to swallow me up so I can disappear. What if he isn’t even interested? I mean he dates freaking models, what the hell is he doing with me? His silence makes me nervous.
“Or maybe I totally misread this…” I mumble closing my eyes tilting my head back on the chair.
“No you didn’t.” His voice deep answers quickly, “I guess I’m not use to a girl like you.” Like me ? What did that mean? Plain? Not his usual cup of tea? Not a freaking model?!
“Oh, ummm, what does that mean?” I ask trying not to sound miffed.
“A woman who doesn’t play games… it’s refreshing. I like you Sabrina, more than I probably should.” The way that he says it makes me almost think that he doesn’t want to like me. “You invade my thoughts too. This week, seeing you every day was pretty great, it was truly the highlight of my week, and yesterday not seeing you, it sucked babe.” His voice is deep and rich and I melt a little, just kidding I melt like a lot hearing his deep voice call me babe and having him admit he had missed me. “I’ve wanted to ask you out for dinner all week and I couldn’t.”
“Why?” I whisper, almost in surprise. Mike wasn’t a wallflower or a shy man. No he was a man who exuded power, confidence and strength.
“You make me nervous babe.” He says genuinely honest and it catches me off guard. There were moments that he let me see more than I thought he even let anyone see, and it surprised me because he gave off this air that
“I… I umm, I’m not really sure Mike.” I say stumbling over my own words. I had been gone from the dating game for so long I didn’t know how to play it, and honestly at thirty-six, juggling three active kids and a busy flourishing career, I was too tired to try to play games, so I decided to lay my cards on the table and be completely honest. Staring towards the living room to make sure the kids weren’t up, I walked to the kitchen and went through the double French doors that led to the backyard. “I have to be honest Mike,” I start.
“Okay.” He says hesitantly.
“I was never very good at this,”
“This?” he asks almost sounding amused.
“The whole dating-game playing thing, I wasn’t good at it at twenty-two much less at thirty-six after having taken a fourteen year break.”
“Okay.” He says cautiously.
“So here goes. I like you. I think you’re interesting and funny in a dry witty way, when you laugh it does things to me that shouldn’t be allowed, plus you aren’t tough on the eyes.” I say trying to lighten the mood and stop myself from making a complete idiot out of myself. “You are really nice, and to be honest sometimes I catch myself thinking about you. I liked meeting up for lunch this week. I liked looking at my phone and reading that you were calling or reading a simple good morning text from you.
“I’d like to get to know you, hang out. With that said, I am also a single mom. Yes I have a great support system, my friends and family are beyond amazing, but Sundays are usually my only complete day all week to spend with my kids. I know it might be weird but dinner might be nice to just hangout. There’s no pressure, no strings, just extremely casual early homemade Sunday dinner maybe go out for some ice cream afterwards. I’ll introduce you to them as if you are a potential client, a friend. They have met my friends and my clients before. It wouldn’t be more than just that to them. It’s better for you to see what being with me in my life entails now, rather than later when emotions or sex cloud our judgment of what we can put up with and what we can’t.”
“Sex?” his voice sounds strained and I giggle nervously. GOD I am a nerd. I don’t even know what I am saying, my face heating up, I cover my face with my hand.
“I mean like later if we were to… you know? Take this further…” He stays quiet and I just want a dark hole to swallow me up so I can disappear. What if he isn’t even interested? I mean he dates freaking models, what the hell is he doing with me? His silence makes me nervous.
“Or maybe I totally misread this…” I mumble closing my eyes tilting my head back on the chair.
“No you didn’t.” His voice deep answers quickly, “I guess I’m not use to a girl like you.” Like me ? What did that mean? Plain? Not his usual cup of tea? Not a freaking model?!
“Oh, ummm, what does that mean?” I ask trying not to sound miffed.
“A woman who doesn’t play games… it’s refreshing. I like you Sabrina, more than I probably should.” The way that he says it makes me almost think that he doesn’t want to like me. “You invade my thoughts too. This week, seeing you every day was pretty great, it was truly the highlight of my week, and yesterday not seeing you, it sucked babe.” His voice is deep and rich and I melt a little, just kidding I melt like a lot hearing his deep voice call me babe and having him admit he had missed me. “I’ve wanted to ask you out for dinner all week and I couldn’t.”
“Why?” I whisper, almost in surprise. Mike wasn’t a wallflower or a shy man. No he was a man who exuded power, confidence and strength.
“You make me nervous babe.” He says genuinely honest and it catches me off guard. There were moments that he let me see more than I thought he even let anyone see, and it surprised me because he gave off this air that
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