Irrevocably Yours

Remembrance 2

RJ felt like the world was closing in on him. He's never felt this helpless before.

What the fuck! Lord, help me. What am I supposed to do with this tiny slip of a woman (with all the right curves, mind you) clinging to me like her life depended on it. And to top it all off she's crying like there's no tomorrow. Not the cute little 'grown up woman' cry but an all out 'nose dripping, drool slipping' type of a cry. All because her phone broke?!? What the hell?" That's right RJ, just whisper inconsequential nothings in her ear and rub her back, he thought to himself. Never mind that his shirt was now wet from her tears, snot and drool. It's his brand new dress shirt too. Damn!

After what seemed like forever, her sobs have now died down to mere hiccups. She finally lifted her head up and looked him in the eye. Once again, RJ started to feel like the world was closing in on him but this time for a totally different reason. He's now staring at the widest pool of brown eyes he has ever seen. The kind where you could drown in them just by looking. His chest started to pound and his breathing started to accelerate. His hands started to sweat as he saw her eyes dilate. Then she blinked. And with each blink, the realization of what just happened (and what she just did) hit her and she started to pull away. If it were up to RJ, he would've held on to her a bit longer but they were still strangers after all. He does not want to come off as a pervert. Why that's important right now, he honestly doesn't know. So he gave her one last squeeze and let her go.

"Oh my god! I am so sorry! I really don't know what came over me. That has never happened to me before" were the words that rushed out of her. She then noticed his really wet shirt and she started apologizing again. "I'm sorry about your shirt" she stated as she tried to wipe the wetness away with her bare hands. RJ grabbed her hands to stop what she was doing because those tiny hands were creating a totally different feeling in him. She immediately pulled them away, placed them on her lap and resorted to just staring at them.

RJ took pity on her and blurted out: "well, now that I've seen how ugly you are when you cry, I think it's best that we become acquainted". She looked up with an offended expression but realized he was joking and she burst out laughing. If her tears created confusion in him, her laughter did a whole lot more. The sound had its own melody that he ended up joining in. The sound of their laughter have now created a symphony that they're starting to attract other people's attention. People were staring at them as if they're both out of their minds. Which right now was so close to the truth. When their laughter died down, RJ extended his hand and introduced himself.

"Hi, I'm Rich...uuhhh RJ, by the way". What made him introduce himself by his nickname, he doesn't know.

"Charmaine. Maine for short" she responded extending her hand for the handshake.

"Well Maine, that was an interesting way to meet people. But I gotta tell you, it worked. I might borrow that trick sometime" RJ teases.

Realizing that he was joking, "works every time" was Maine's retort. "You should always have a purse handy though. Oh and don't forget the phone for the finishing touch" she jokingly added with a smile which made RJ laugh out loud again.

She is an interesting specimen. Wow! I've never felt this comfortable with a stranger before. Those big brown eyes that are too big for her face, her button nose that are now red from crying and those lips! Oh god, those lips! Plump and red! I could kiss those lips and never get tired. WHOA! Where did that thought come from RJ. Get it together dude! She's a fuckin' stranger; RJ thought to himself.

Oh my stars! He's gorgeous! Those eyes that are the color of summer, the nose that I could hold on to, the lips that are so mesmerizing and the dimple! Gaaahhh! That fuckin' dimple that could make a grown woman cum just by looking at them!" Wait...what?!? Isn't that a bit too sexual for someone like you; Maine admonishes herself.

RJ and Maine took a deep breath and stood up at the same time when Maine's gurgling stomach breaks the silence.

"Oops sorry. I was heading to Cheesecake Factory for lunch when I literally bumped into you."

"Oh? You meeting someone there?"

"Nope. Just me, myself and I. All by my lonesome! Yap, that's me. Alone. All alone" this said with a self deprecating smile.

"Whoa, slow down negative nelly! You want some company while eating lunch?" Oh shit...what? Did I just say that out loud, RJ muses.

Maine was taken aback by that question. What if he's a psychopath? A killer? Yeah a killer with matching killer looks. I'm willing to be his victim as long as I get to touch him again. What the fuck? 2 months of being celibate Maine and you turn into a nympho? What's wrong with you?

RJ could see the waging internal battle by the different expressions on Maine's face so he decided to speak up.

"Look, I'm not a psychopath ok. Here are my credentials and my medical license" he states as he pulls out the identifications from his wallet. Maine took a swift look at them and asked the first question that came to her mind.

"You're a doctor? An OB-GYN? Really? With those good looks? Eeerrr I mean...ahem, uuhhhmm sure!"

"What do you mean? What am I suppose to specialize in, with my good looks, that is" he inquired with a smirk. "Wait..what?!? Did you just say sure?"

To cover up her embarrassment, Maine just nodded and started walking towards the restaurant. "Let's go! I'm hungry!" That's right Maine, live on the edge a little. It's Vegas after all.

RJ had no choice but to follow her and hot damn, what a view! The sway of her hips made him bite his lip a little too hard to divert his attention. Otherwise, he will be walking with a boner right behind her. RJ was so focused on Maine's swinging hips that he forgot he was still carrying her purse in his hands. A bright yellow purse!