and we walk

We walked to the next bar - in haste - i was a little tipsy, but i didn't want him to see me sway.

And there in the hoxton bar and grill with another drink in had we sat and tried to make conversation - but because we were comfortable we didnt feel the need to fill the air with small talk. Or so I thought anyway.

He sipped at his drink, and I took the opportunity to face him and sidle up to him closer. Not creepy close or im going to snog you close...just close enough.
His eyes - oh my.

When our drunken talk turned in to nostalgic re-tellings of our childhoods - i showed him my ear piercing, and he told me he had a tattoo.

''where...can i see it?''

He smiled and then lifted his shirt...in hindesight i should have passed out, but this was an oppertunity I may never see again. He has a very good body after all - and their nestled on the side of his milky torso was the most bizarre image of a cherub...

I touched it (drunk) and quickly moved away. It was far too hot.
We decided to make a move.
From then on it was all laughs and longs gazes - but we held back. It was a nice end to the evening when the young man who had accosted me joined us on the train, and watched me and my date say our goodbyes (he was getting of at london bridge - where if i wasnt drunk i too would have got off and changed to get a train direct to my place)

I held up my hand to wave him off - but he went in for a hug and a peck on the cheek. Swoon.



since then i have seen him (not of my own accord) twice in person - in the same week i met him.
Once when i went down to my old work place to visit an old collegue (my date now works for said company) and secondly when the friend who set us up called on me to help her out over the weekend. My date turned out to be working there too.

It wasnt awkward - he drove me home at the end of a long day. We have since promised to keep in touch. Alas I will not pester him because I know he is busy - and word has it - work tired.
But before he set off to the northern regions for work I took action - having just said our goodbyes without a really have expressed the desire to be just friends - I texted him.

''Is it wrong that I wanted to kiss you? (dont text back its too embarressing lol) safe journey x''

I turned Britney and Beyonce up on the spotifyer to drown out the crazy waiting silence...but it didnt help...why on earth did I text him? and why on earth had i told him not to text back? would he be stupid enough to listen?

No - THANKFULLY he wasnt


''sorry i text back.lol. It wu've been nice if you did. Cudve got me through a day of driving easy x''

swooooooonarama. lol.
I promised him a kiss when he returned. And now we wait.