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"Burning Hot and Fast" --- Part III Me: "Hello? Hey, what's up?" She was supposed to come over tomorrow. I wasn't ready. This would kinda mess up my perfect weekend plan. But she was coming... now. And.... and well... I liked it. --- She had also asked me if she could come up and see Frasier. How could I deny her? =P I answered my door to see her wearing nothing but a long overcoat... just kidding... a hoodie was the warmest thing she had on. It was February in NYC and it was late, what was she thinking? It was freeezing! Maybe she was bored and decided to call me last minute. But no matter, I really didn't care. Yes. She was was here a day earlier than I had expected. I guess no V-day surprises for her... She'd see me doing all the prep work. But ya know, unexpected visits can be the best kind. There is no question that we connected well, on a physical level especially. And I'll just say this: she was... a great kisser. i think we had some great chemistry. I remember once after we kissed she even said, "Wow..." Hmm... how's that for an ego boost, eh? =P It turns out that the next day she had a hair appointment early, so she went and did that while I cleaned up and did some last-minute grocery shopping. I had to get some veggies at the grocery nearby. There was this Korean ahjumma (Korean older/married woman) that owned that place. I was a regular. And ever since she had found out that I had broken up with my ex GF several months prior, she was always asking me if I found a new GF. A couple times she tried to set me up even. I would always respond with a gracious thanks-but-no-thanks answer to her persistent harassment of my love life. I sometimes dreaded going in there and would hide my face when I walked by cause I know that I'd have to spend an extra few minutes fending off the harassment if she saw me. This time, though, I was ready for her! When she asked me again if I had a GF... I quickly responded with, "Ahjumma, yuhjah sahgyuhssuh-yo!" *RAISE FIST... in my mind* [Korean, roughly meaning, "Maam/Lady, I'd dating a girl!] I dunno if I was feeling good about finally appeasing the Korean ahjumma, or because I was seeing someone I liked... But WOOOT! =) So V-Day dinner was a salad with an herb vinaigrette and a couple of nice cuts of rib eye with a side of steamed green beans. I also got a nice bottle of champagne and a few bottles of wine. I lit some candles and that was pretty much it. We had a great time drinking, watching DVDs, and talking. As well, lucky for me she liked large quantities of beef and beer. Can a guy ask for much more? The only thing I sorta regretted was destroying her at Trivial Pursuit... naked... J/K... clothed. But I still dominated, most likely cause I had all those additional years of knowledge on her. I dunno, being born in '75, when I dated someone born in the 80's it is still sort of unbelievable to me at the time. But yes, I felt bad, and soon threw the board game idea out. *snap* I shoulda let her win... But over all, the weekend flowed just right. I even busted out some champagne and strawberries. Too Pretty-Woman-esque? No, I guess the weekend didn't turn out exactly as I had planned but I wouldn't have changed a thing... Later that week, I had made an appointment to give blood. I had told her and she said she would go with me to give blood too. Hmm... a blood-giving date? Ok, why not? I told her I'd meet her there straight after work. As I got there and found her... Me: "Hi... wait long?" I dunno about the rest of the guys out there, but there aren't that many things hotter than your woman wearing one of your shirts... and not much else... =P So anyhow, she went into the blood center with me. Turns out she couldn't give because her iron was low that day. I, on the other hand, had a cheeseburger for lunch, so I was A-OK. So she just waited. I finished and was starving, so we went to get pizza and beer nearby. Then she came over again. She kept saying that she wanted to see Frasier, and maybe that was part of it but I didn't care. We had a great time together... Wing Dooooo-ooooooo-ooooo-ooog! =D Several days later, she even came over and stayed with me allllll night as I packed all my things to move downtown to my new apartment in Chelsea. She kept me company and watched me tediously box things up. OK, she slept for a good portion, but really...it'd only been a few weeks+. What girl does that? Errrr... maybe I was looking for things that were wrong with her, I dunno. I decided to let it go and just let myself be happy. Why shouldn't I be happy, right? Didn't I believe that happiness was very much a choice? Of course I did. So I remember that night, watching her sleep in my emptied-out studio apartment, surrounded by stacks of boxes and piles of trash... around 4AM... she looked so tired, and disheveled, and in need of rest... I remember sitting next to her thinking, "She is as beautiful as I have ever seen her." I decided to be happy right then and there. It was all going so well and so great, and yes I was happy. She seemed so too. There was no drama, she was Korean, good sense of humor, she obviously wanted to see me, she liked large quantities of beef and beer, and best of all she loved my dog... she was even a fellow Law&Order:SVU fanatic. Then one night... Her: 'James, I really like you..."
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