Monday, June 8

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I think I saw him! I took a walk down by the docks and saw the largest yacht I've ever seen. It was so big that it didn't fit into the regular boat slips, so they had just pulled it up alongside the pier. As a Club employee, I don't have a pass to get through the gate that gives passage down to the marina, so I could only glimpse the ship from a distance, but it was massive and beautiful.

I was admiring it when I saw a man who looked to be Mr. Black Card's size and stature chatting on the phone as he looked out over the deck towards the water. He nearly took my breath away, even from a distance.

I'm well aware that I don't have a snowball's chance in the Keys with him. What in the world would a man with that level of perfection see in someone like me? I'm completely average in every way. I'm fully cognizant of the fact that he's on a totally different level than I am, but a girl can dream, can't she?

I'm not sure how long I stood there gazing at him and daydreaming, but it must have been quite a while because I was almost late for my work shift, even though I had left in plenty of time to make it there.

I spent the rest of the day working and daydreaming. As I pulled lounge chairs into alignment on the sand, I pictured Black Card Man beaching his huge yacht at the lagoon and running over to whisk me away. Okay, I know it's a long shot (a reeeeeealllllly long shot), but it could happen. He could swoop me into his arms Officer and a Gentleman style and carry me away from this menial job to live happily ever after with him on his floating mansion.

I'll admit that I don't know much about him, except that he's sexy, and wealthy, and polite, but it's my fantasy, so I choose to believe that he has a wonderful, charming personality to go along with his dashing smile. Oh, and in my fantasy, he's also single and straight, despite all of his handsomeness, sweetness, and richness. Okay, it's starting to get so far-fetched that I'm struggling to believe it.

Gotta go for now. Someone is knocking on my door. Maybe it's Mr. Dreamy. LOL.

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