Last night I had dinner with a fabulous girlfriend.
As we left the restaurant a tall, dark and very handsome stranger was leaving the adjoining bar.
His group of friends passed just as we were at the bottom of the restaurant steps. He glanced over, then turned again. This time he smiled at me.
He took a few more steps then turned back and smiled again.
It’s likely we’ll never meet, but what a wonderful moment in time. His smile, the quickening of my heartbeat, his smile again.
It certainly put a spring in my step on a warm summer evening.
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Sweet. Too bad he escaped.
Is this like when I see one of my girlfriends on my trails and my person won’t let me near her? I hope Mr. Right shows up and sticks around soon.
It’s exactly like that Bongo! I hope so too 🙂
Next time I think you need to run down the stairs after him and tackle him in a rugby scrum type style!