It had been a long time since I saw him in person. We had talked through email and lately on the phone a couple of times. I was excited and nervous and I just hoped that he would be happy to see me also. I remember all the things that he like's, dark smoky eyes and shiny lips. He also liked leather and spiked heals, but I thought I would save that kind of look for another time. When I got to where we were meeting no one was there yet, so I sat in my car and listened to the radio. I noticed a car come around the corner and when I saw who was driving I couldn't help the big grin that came across my face. My heart sped up and I couldn't help looking at him as he parked his car. He didn't notice me at first so I stayed where I was until he came up to the window.
I smiled at him and he smiled back.
"You coming in?" He asked
I took a deep breath "Yeah." That was all I could get out, I was giddy inside, and I couldn't help it.
"You look nice by the way, I noticed you did your eyes and lips the way I always liked."
I grinned at him, I knew what I was trying to do, and I was trying to get him to remember how things used to be with us.
I had asked him the last time we talked on the phone if I was going to get a hug from him when I saw him, he had said yes and I couldn't wait. Once inside he came over to me.
"Well give me a hug!" He said and I went right to him, he pulled me close and squeezed me to him, he smelled so good, fresh and clean from the shower, he was still strong also. I always liked his hugs; they made me feel safe and wanted, like I was made to fit against him.
We talked for a while and I noticed that it seemed like he couldn't sit still, that and he couldn't be to close to me. I thought to myself, maybe it's working, maybe I do still have a hold on him in some small way, even if he does have a girlfriend. I could only hope that maybe seeing me again would make him see that he really wasn't happy with the person he was with and want to be with me. I had wanted to be his for so long but things never worked out for us, I was hoping that this time around it would be different. I couldn't help but remember all the times I tried to get him alone and talk, or even make out, but I never had the best of luck with a nosey best friend that wanted him as well, even though he was seeing another woman. I know it was bad of me to try and take him away, but I couldn't help it; I had and still have feelings for him.
We got up and walked around some still chatting about life and old times. I couldn't stop smiling still, he always made me laugh. We hugged again and he seemed to be happy touching me in some way. I liked that a lot, I always did. I just wanted to snuggle and run my hands through his hair. The more we talked the more I flirted, god I hadn't flirted with a guy this much in years. I was saying things that I hadn't said to a guy in a long time.
He had stuck his tongue out at me once and a saying I used to use popped into my head.