“Ummh, I don’t think I will be comfortable with that” was all I could say, to be honest; sitting in the car with him that evening was very comfortable but the question came out of nowhere and the question made me uncomfortable not the thought of hanging out with him for pleasure. I just didn’t want to send the message of being eager.
“Why wouldn’t you be comfortable?” “I don’t know… I just” “I am not married o” he said with a smirk on his face “you better not be” I said half playing and he shook his head “I am not, I promise” he looked at me again with those beautiful eyes.
“Can I think about it?” I asked “sure… you have my number, call or text when you are ready” he replied with no sign of disappointment. I didn’t feel any undertone of pressure from him; I heard sincerity when he told me no pressure and I was grateful for that. We shook hands and he was gone.
I was surprised at myself, a man like Derek Briggs was my “type”… intelligent, successful, tall, and handsome but I don’t know why I didn’t jump on his offer to take me out. The former Asari would have, I assure you.
I know that Abdul has something to do with it and it sucks… it sucks balls, I want to move on and forget about him but I’m not sure if getting involved with another person and complicating my life is the answer. The last time I went out with a guy to make Abdul jealous turned out to be one of the worst nights of my life and I have learnt my lesson. Getting under one man to get over another doesn’t work… it makes things worse… it makes you compare them.
Oh wells, I decided that I wasn’t going to call; I figured that he would get the message when he doesn’t hear from me for about a week and he would take some other girl out. But that was not the case.
Three days later, I received a belated birthday message from him and I was like o… kay; should I reply? Should I ignore? And if I reply, what should I say? Thank you?… Arrgggh. Why men won’t leave me alone is a mystery… I know this sounds like a humble brag but bear with me. I am trying to be a single sane girl in this city.
I didn’t reply to the message, not replying to his message would send a strong message to him that I am not interested and then he would finally get the message that I am not interested but that was not the case; instead, he called me.
“I thought you said that you like polite people?” he asked over the phone. The question was confusing but I answered anyway “yes I do” “so why aren’t you doing the polite thing by replying the birthday message I sent to you?” that was a smart way to put it.
I couldn’t wiggle out of it and I couldn’t even lie that I didn’t see the message so I apologized “I will only accept your apology on one condition” “let me guess… you will only accept my apology if I go out with you” I replied and I couldn’t be more right “you won’t hate it, I promise” “stop making promises you may not be able to keep” I cautioned him
So… yeah… I agreed to go out with him but I gave him my own condition too. The thought of dressing up and going to a fancy restaurant in order to get to know someone gave me anxiety; I didn’t want to go through all that, I wanted an easy going situation. So I told him to take me to a park and thankfully he didn’t ask me any question about it, he just agreed.
The day of the “great” date arrived and we met at Millennium Park; he came with a picnic basket and watching him with the basket from afar as I walked towards him made my heart skip a little.
We rented a mat and hung out under a tree and it was a very nice afternoon; we talked, laughed, played whot, ate and drank… time flew by like no man’s business.
“I have never done this before, do a picnic with someone and I must say that I am having a lot of fun” he said “I am having fun too… to my surprise” I replied stuffing my mouth with meat pie. “Why are you surprised, did you think I was going to bore you?” he asked with a mischievous smile “no” I said and went on to explain almost everything that happened between Abdul and me and how I am still getting over it.
“I understand… take your time” he said softly with compassion in his eyes and it made me want to kiss him but I restrained myself, I think he had an idea because he leaned back on the tree away from me. I don’t know what this will be, I have decided to take it one day at a time; they say it is better to live life focusing on each moment as it comes and that is what I intend to do as it pertains Derek Briggs.
