Love Story 7

That was how the whole night remained. The two of us dancing side by side. Having fun, being goofballs.

I loved how at ease he put me. All anxiety, fear and tightened muscles had released itself from me. I was free. Free to have fun and be me again. Free to act silly and do dance moves like, "the shopping cart.", "the sprinkler" and so on.

And we never left each other's side. Each slow dance was mine with this delicious young man. I felt happy, lucky and completely smitten.

I'm not quite sure why I seemed surprised when Danny asked for my phone number at the end of the night, but I was. He wanted to take me out sometime.

"But we live so far away." I replied.

It was only a two hours drive, but I was trying to figure out how "dating" someone long distance would work. Still, I was extremely attracted to him, and felt completely myself around him. And so I shared my phone number.

He left leaving a kiss on my cheek and I melted.

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Andrea said…
Ok, you need to write these faster!:P
May 21, 2013 at 1:46 PM
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