The Other Half Of My Heart

Chance Meeting

Would this night ever end? Don't get me wrong. The restaurant was nice. A burgundy and gold color scheme with muted lighting. The napkins were cloth and waiters and waitresses took your order and provided for any of your dining needs.

The food was delicious. The filet I ordered practically melted in my mouth. The baked potatoe with so much butter that it pooled under the potatoe as it melted. Vibrant green broccoli that still had a slight crunch as you bit into it. In fact, I had eaten too much and I was stuffed.

My problem was with my date. He was an ok guy. Friendly, nice, and was articulate. Clean fingernails trimmed short. Well dressed in a polo shirt and slacks. A nice smile with even teeth and a head full of brown hair he had combed to the side. Textbook, your mom would love him type.

It's just if I heard one more historical fact about China I was gonna scream. Ok. Maybe just fake a heart attack. At the least say I needed to use the restroom and sneak out, call a cab, and never look back.

My friend had set us up. She decided I had been single too long. I had just been busy. I was in my second year of college and I needed to focus. My last few relationships had gone nowhere. All guys seemed to want was sex or someone to cook and clean for them. I was nobody's mother.

As I was lost in thought, I was swirling my water in my glass. I was rudely pulled from my musings as my cold water was suddenly all down the front of me. I pulled in a gasp of air at it's coldness and let out a small sound of shock. I just sat there not knowing what really happened.

I looked up to see the most gorgeous man I had ever layed eyes on. His facial features were that of a greek god. Beautiful brown eyes evenly spaced. A perfectly chiseled nose and a tapered jawline that was purely masculine. His lips parted in shock. His full head of curly black hair that brushed along his eyes. His phone in hand which was the crux of the whole situation.

His eyes quickly scanned around and landed on the napkin I had discarded on the table. He scooped it up to begin dabbing at the water apologizing the whole time. His voice deep and velvet smooth. In his haste to help he was inappropriately touching my chest and down to my lap.

I was too shocked to move. My date just watching from accross the table at a loss as to how to help. The stranger's touch illiciting a response from my body that was unexpected but pleasant. My nipples hardened and my sex clenched.

I finally came to my senses and began brushing his hands away. "I'm ok. It's just water. I got it." I grabbed the napkin from his long elegant hand.

"Are you sure? I am so sorry. I was reading a text and not paying attention." The offensive phone having been slid into a pocket out of view. He wore a suit. Navy blue pants and jacket with a hunter green shirt. Shiny dark brown loafers and some gold jewelry at his neck, wrists, and fingers. As he stood there, he ran his hand through his hair revealing diamond studs that sparkled at his ears.

"I am sure. I will dry. Thank you." I smiled at him hoping to relax him a little.

"Can I at least buy you dessert?" He asked.

Before I could answer my date finally spoke up. "Hey. She is my date. I will buy her dessert if she wants."

The stranger's eyes darted over to my date as if he hadn't noticed him there until now. "I'm sorry. I didn't mean to impose."

"Thank you for the offer. We are good here. Carry on." I said hoping to avoid any more drama. It seemed everyone was already looking at us.

The stranger bowed and made his way back to his table. He was seated with four other men who looked to be of a similar age.