She wanted me, I could tell it and it was a forgone conclusion that she would have me. Of course we were in a station of the Metro, but at that hour of the morning there were few people around anywhere. A single security guard wandering around at the entrance who would nod, "Hello," to anyone who walked past was the only other person I had seen this morning. Even the station attendant had not yet arrived to take a position in his or her booth.
After riding down the escalator, I slipped a five dollar bill in the fare machine and it spit out a fresh new fare care, complete with a picture of a panda bear on the back. I nodded to the security guard, slipped the fare card into the slot and retrieved it as the turnstile gates opened. Walking through the turnstile I headed toward the tracks and spotted her down past the illuminated sign. With no one else about, and immediately knowing the woman wanted me, the only question that remained between us was, "Was there enough time?"
I looked up at the illuminated sign and saw the first train of the day was nine minutes out. We would have to hurry, but it seemed we had time so I walked toward the woman. She had short blonde hair that was tightly curled and from a distance it appeared wet. As I got closer I could see it was just her setting gel glistening in the faint light of the station. It was a chilly day, but she only had on a light jacket that was unzipped. Her filmy blouse had three buttons unbuttoned and I could see a hint of her black lace bra.
"Good morning," I said walking over near her, "a bit chilly today isn't it."
"Yeah, I got a ride here to the station, so I didn't have to stay outside much. I hate wearing a large jacket and then sweating most of the day as I move about indoors."
