She was lovelier than I had ever imagined
possible. Wearing a back-less black satin dress, her golden hair
was pulled up revealing her soft neckline wrapped by a single
strand of pearls. She looked and smelled of sweet seduction. I
had never seen her wearing anything like this and I liked it. I
liked it a lot. She smiled, turned a circle holding the dress
out to her side like a dancer, saying, "Hi there, sailor,
new in town?"
My eyes must have been popping out of my head
and my mouth gaping open. It was obvious that I’d never
seen her looking like this before. All that I could muster was a
long pause and a, "Hi."
She took hold of my hand and stepped out of
the doorway, pulling the door shut behind her. "You look
and smell marvelous, James. I don't know if I want to go eat
dinner or you," she said with a chuckle. Then she laughed
and added, "Oh, I didn't mean for that to come out the way
it sounded. I just mean that you look great."
Obviously I had picked the right cologne.
"You look absolutely stunning," I said, at last able
to complete a full thought without rambling.
"Thank you, James. And I want you to know
that I think that you are the most handsome man that I have ever
met," she said. "Of course, I've never met Mel Gibson,
Tom Cruise, or even Mel Brooks, for that matter."
I was glad to see that she still maintained a
sense of humor even while she looked ravishing. We both laughed
and I opened the car door for her. I was kind of quiet, even for
me. At a loss for words on the drive to the restaurant, I felt
kind of awkward. I kept thinking things like: I should have
washed the car, and did I remember to brush my teeth? I found
myself even wondering if my socks matched.
"James, you sure are quiet. Don't be so shy. I’m
still just me, Gina. I’m the same person who wears blue
jeans and a T-shirt that you always tease at work," she
said.
"I'm sorry, I do seem a little nervous, I
guess. I don't know why," I evaded, more than just a little
nervous. Usually I didn’t get this nervous on dates, but I
knew that Gina and I really had potential and I didn’t want
to blow it.
"Well, don't be nervous. I won't bite you
– yet," she said, as she pushed up the armrest and
scooted across the seat. Then reaching over, she lifted up my
arm around her shoulders and kissed me on the cheek. That helped
relax me a bit – a lot.
