Tuesday, May 3, 2011

The Ballad of Cowboy Shane: Did I Give My Heart or Did He Steal It? (Continued from 5/2/11)

Cowboy Shane:  Did I Give My Heart or Did He Steal It? (Continued from yesterday- 5/2/11)

So, it's now time for me to make the big reveal.  Is Cowboy Shane a rootin' tootin' heart breaker or did I volunteer my heart over to one of the most handsome men I have seen in years?
Well, It's a toss up.  Flip your coin to see what the answer is.  Heads for me giving my heart and tales means he stole it.

If you don't remember what I said about beautiful Shane yesterday, read it here!

Now, assuming that you've caught up...

Here goes...

Shane and I spoke on the phone after exchanging numbers last Wednesday.  That was in the early evening and for the rest of the night I had the biggest smile.  I was really glad that he showed and interest in getting to know me.  What are the chances that such a looker would look my way. 

Well...

He and I spoke later that night after he finished working and he is very interesting to talk to.  We joked a bit until I heard a bit of an accent.  I asked where he was from.  "I was born in Italy and I lived all over Europe", he explained, "So my accent is a mix."

This certainly explain his exotic, yet rugged looks.

"Soooo, we'll meet for lunch tomorrow?", he asked toward the end of the conversation.

"Sure, I have about an hour for lunch...." He interrupts with, "Yes, yes.  An hour.  Good.  One o'clock, then...Good for you?"

"Yeah, sure!" I said excitedly.

"There is something about you...You know... An energy...an very good chi.  We have a good connection, yes...?" he declares.

"Yes, I think we have something in the makings...Sure!"

At this point in the conversation, I had to pick my body up from the floor.  The mouth was talking but the rest of me was a happy little mess.

"Ok, call me tomorrow.  Noon. Just to confirm, OK?"

I agreed.

We said our goodbyes and off to be I went.  I slept on cloud 9. 

I woke u the next morning and, as usual, when there is a special occasion, I could find nothing to wear.

My outfit had to be something I could wear to work, but have an extra flair.

I settled on a gray and black pant suit I put together.

I headed to work and I was just fine and doing what I needed to do to keep my focus on work.  It was way too easy to veer off into fantasy land and daydream of Shane.

Finally, I called him at noon.  We confirmed our plans and met at a swanky outdoor cafe just a stones throw from work.  Besides, I didn't want to be too weak in the knees from the sight of his azure blue eyes that I couldn't walk myself back to work.  Better to eat somewhere close in case I had to crawl.

Well, the time came.  It was 12:55 and I was headed out of my office and strolling down the street.  That was the longest walk ever.

I walked up to the gated entrance of the cafe and scanned the crowd.  I didn't know what he looked like in street clothes. Until today, I've only seen him wearing his work uniform.

In the distance, I see this hulkingly beautiful man approaching.  He greeted me with open arms and gave me a hug...Well, a squeeze, rather.

Like a boa constrictor squeezing their prey, I felt my self swooped up in to his arms.

"Hello beautiful!", he said.

It was warm outside and I could have fainted from the heat alone and now I wanted to faint from the fact that I was with him.


To be concluded tomorrow...


By the way, tomorrow (5/4/11) is Cowboy Shane day.  I'll be riding his transit at 6:20 pm.  I wonder how that will turn out after what happened between us. 

Yes, I have already pick out my outfit.

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