I was bartending the evening that we met for the third time. Helping a friend that owns the country restaurant where we met for the first time.
She walked in towards the end of the night. I was a few drinks in and feeling pretty loose. I’ll never forget the looks we exchanged. We smiled at each other genuinely for the first time, mischeviously. Like two wolves that were getting ready to have each other for dinner.
Most of the crowd was hanging out around the band so I walked out from behind the bar and gave her a hug. We sat down next to each other and I reached around her and gave her a firm squeeze on her butt cheek. She let out a little moan and looked at me intently.
”What time are you getting off?” She asked.
”As soon as I get off work” I chuckled. “Maybe an hour”.
She smiled and gave me her address, warning me that her German Shepherd was very protective. I told the owner that he would need to tend to the bar as I had something very important to take care of.
I’m not sure her neighbors got any sleep that night. The houses are close together and we didn’t kick the party off until after midnight. I’ll spare the details for now, but our sex life is anything but vanilla.
Afterwards, we laid there and cuddled. It hit me that we were basically total strangers. That we knew nothing about each other.
”Tell me more about you” I inquired. She went cold. She turned her back to me.
”You want to know about ME?” she replied, with a snarky undertone.
She then professed to be a very cold hearted person, but it felt defensive. And it was. The truth is that she is one of the warmest people I’ve ever known. She is loving, compassionate, selfless and loyal. She is also made of granite. She has a sense of determination and willpower beyond even my own, which says a lot.
In time, I would discover why she had been so defensive early on. She didn’t trust easily, and she had never been truly loved. Or loved another for that matter.