My Crazy Life

Giving Love a Chance

I watched Tony walk away and I dreaded my walk to the table. I just knew I would be drilled again. We spent another thirty minutes at the table chatting about the entire afternoon, especially my meeting the gorgeous Mr. Tony. Marsha almost fell out of her chair when she found out he gave me his number and wanted to meet up.

Anthony looked at me with concern and asked, "So, are you going to call him?" 

Well, it doesn't hurt to call anybody, does it? At least that's what I'm going to convince myself when I dial this number.

"Anthony, I promised to be open minded, remember, so I will call him but there are no promises about anything else."

Okay, I just lied to my friends for a second time in two days. I knew immediately that I wanted to spend at least one more day with him. Marsha gave her a seal of approval, but Anthony refused to give in until more time had passed. He has seen me get excited about a guy before and run like the building was on fire after only a week of dating. We gathered all of our belongings and headed out of the conference building. The ride to my house was pure comedy as Anthony imitated different presenters at the conference. I swear this boy missed his true calling, he should have been a comedian. One of the reasons we always got along was that despite our disagreements, Anthony always found a way to make us all laugh forgetting about our issues. When we pulled up to the front of my building, we hugged and promised to check in soon. Marsha was leaving out in the morning to Michigan for a couple of days and Anthony would be heading to Miami to check out real estate for his new Muscle Art Work Out Center. The center has been doing so well here, that he decided to branch out. I wished them safe travels and headed up to my place. 

After taking a shower and flopping on my couch, I could not get Tony out of my head. The way he looked, smelled and touched me was amazing. I mean he only touched my elbow and I can't forget it. I couldn't even wrap my mind around anything else. I felt myself melting into my couch at the very thought of Tony touching my body. What in the world is my problem? Has it been so long that I'm desperately jumping in the arms of the first guy that I find attractive? I decided to give someone a chance, and that's exactly what I'm going to do. I'm not going to make this complicated. I have to trust somebody at some point.

I spend the remaining of my evening watching television and avoiding my phone. I kept fighting the desperation to text Tony and wish him a good night. I'm acting really pathetic and can't trust myself, so I threw my phone in my room and camped out on the sofa enjoying reality television shows. Sunday Morning is beautiful, for some reason I woke up happier than I've been in awhile. What is it? Why am I so excited today? Then I remembered, I met an amazing man yesterday and I have his number. I convinced myself that it was totally safe to text Good Morning to Tony. As if waiting on my text, he responded quickly which almost never happens. 

"Good Morning Beautiful, how did you sleep?"

I can't be honest and say I barely slept thinking about texting you. And how did he know it is me, do he even know it's me?

"Do you know who this is?" I asked. 

"Of course, it's the beautiful Ms. Candace".

"How did you know it was me, I never gave you my number." I asked. 

"I don't give out my personal number to everybody, so I normally recognize the numbers

on this line, and if I don't it's a new contact. So answer my question." He replied

"What was your question, Tony?"

"How did you sleep?" I absolutely love the way he speaks to me.

"I slept well, thank you. I know you are busy and I don't want to take up your time, I