I enter my apartment after the tiresome ride in the subway, literally throwing my sandals in the air before crashing on my couch to breathe before I get ready for the big night.
Then I thought to myself looking around my messy apartment that I should be saying 'No!' more often as this is not being healthy to go to a party just on the night of my arrival in the new city then very next day to go on a date with a man who I barely know.
Well, this is the problem. I overthink myself to the brink of non-existence, and I thought it was best to get up and at least get my cupboard done before I head out.
As soon as I get up, my phone starts vibrating in my purse. I picked it up to see the name 'Dylan' flashing on the screen and my heart began beating as if I just hopped off a trampoline to the ground after several rounds of jumping up and down.
I took a deep breath as I swiped across the accept button. "Hey!" I said shakily. "Hey, gorgeous! Just got out of work, and I was just thinking that it might be a little too much for you to come out tonight after a night like yesterday. How's your unpacking going?"
I just stood there gulping, not knowing where the conversation was going, it felt as if he just read my mind. But my heart sank when I thought about the possibility that this date might be canceled. And that is what he was going to say.
"Ummm.. yeah well, I haven't started yet, so not going that well, I guess!" I answered.
"Alright, so I will just get us some Chinese food, and I can help you with your unpacking, what say? Don't take me wrong, I would love to take you out to a fine restaurant but just thought you might be tired."
I couldn't believe for a second that this was happening. Why was he being so considerate of me? Then suddenly, it dawned on me that he still hasn't told me what favor he wanted from me, and that; sort of ticked on me.
"Wow, that's awesome. I could use some help," I said as I looked at all the cartons and big suitcases that were stacked in the corner for two days. "So, I will see you at 8? Oh! And don't forget to text me your address!"
As a natural reaction, I was blushing at the thought that he was going to grace my apartment with his presence, and I was excited to be with him alone. "Sure," I said, and I was about to disconnect when I heard his voice, so I put my phone back to my ear, and he says, "And wear something nice."
I had a melting moment, I knew he disconnected, but I held on to the phone as if I just heard that I won a lottery. I am not going to tell Carol anything!
For some reason, her advice was not something I was liking, even though she did sound right 100% of the time, but I didn't want to make sense this time. Dylan is going to be my next mistake, and I am happy about it.
After gaining my senses back, I text him my address feeling everything that I haven't felt in many months. But somehow, this felt new and different, especially the fact that I barely knew him and he barely knew me but still we found each other to be so close.
I couldn't stop smiling as I picked up my favorite crop top and denim shorts but then I thought, that's not what he meant when he said "wear something nice" I put it back and pick up my tiny, pink satin dress which hugged my body revealing every curve and every mount on my body clearly and I knew he would be unable to control himself if he saw me in these with my favorite pair of high heels.
I took a quick shower and put on my sexy dress and heels as I looked at the clock which made my heart palpitate as I knew I was going to see him just in a few minutes. Damn, are we even going to do any unpacking? I just giggled as I looked at myself in the mirror feeling like an idiot.
I missed Carol at this point, if I could just tell her, she would have made so many dirty jokes by now. I thought maybe I will tell her everything if all goes well tonight. But why wouldn't all go well anyway? I smiled.
Just then, I hear the doorbell go off. I check myself once again in the mirror and take a deep breath before slowly walking to the door. I was never this nervous in my life and it also felt like a dream come true. I opened the door and there he was with a broad, charming smile on his face.
Unlike last night, he was in a black leather jacket, a simple grey Nike tee underneath, and very basic black jeans. He handed me a beautiful set of red roses and said, "Good evening, beautiful! Well, I was not expecting this when I said 'dress nice', you're just full of surprises! Aren't you?"
I took the bouquet from him, without really being able to look at his face as I knew it would be impossible for me to look at him and not think about kissing him again. He came forward with his hands open, reciprocating it quite mechanically, we broke into a brief hug before he walked into my apartment. He straight goes into the kitchen to place the food he brought. He was already acting as if he lived here.
"Wow, this is a beautiful place you got here! And I am still worried, how are you going to unpack all this in that?" He chuckled as he removed his jacket and sank into the couch, inviting me to sit next to him.
I closed the door and felt even more embarrassed for dressing up like a slut. I had to come up with an excuse and I did. "Well, as you see, my options for clothes are quite limited as everything still needs to be unpacked," I said and took the vase which was inside the crockery box and placed it on the coffee table and kept the roses he brought in it, proceeding to sit next to him as he asked.
He leaned in a little closer, making my heart beat a little faster and my body felt the shivers and asked, "So how was your first day at work?"
I briefly looked at his beautiful face and noticed his thick beard across his face which made me picture many things at once. I pull myself back to my answer, "It was really good. My boss is not an ass for this once and I like my cabin a lot. How about you? How's your work like?"
He smiled as he put his right arm around the chair where I was seated and said, "Well, my work is pretty great. I get to treat people with spinal injuries or fractures or any sports injuries. Kind of like rehabilitation for people who have lost movement of some sort."
I nodded and thought, he was way out of my league. Then it hit me, I have to ask him why he wanted to see me tonight. And my suspicions were suddenly blowing like an air balloon as why would he want to cancel our meeting outside and change it indoors on short notice.
"So, first things first, what is the favor you mentioned last night?" I sat up straight without leaning into him a lot giving him the impression that I needed answers before jumping into bed if that is what he was looking for even if he denied.
He sits up straight as well, his face turned a little intense as he knew I don't want to goof around but get to business straight up. "So.. the favor that I need from you is pretty simple. You need to be my girlfriend!" He said and I gasp in horror which I had to fabricate as my normal reaction.
I was not expecting that coming. "What? Why? How?" I blurt out before he clarifies, "Not for real, of course. Last night, everyone had the impression that we were already together and we complimented each other. And to be honest, I feel comfortable with you so.. can you?"
He stared at my confusion filled face for 60 seconds before erupting into another set of monologues to explain himself.
"Listen, I have a hard time dating, and it's really hard for me to feel any emotions except horniness. The point is, I need a girlfriend to prove to my family that I am capable of having a family of my own and then they will relieve my grandpa's estate which is on hold at the moment. And let me be straight, you will get whatever you ask if we succeed. Deal?"
I sit there staring at the face that I thought was the face I had feelings for, blurt out the most selfish things I have ever heard.
"Get out!" I said slowly. "Hey! Did I offend you? Let me explain it more clearly." Dylan pleaded before I looked at him with a face that threw him off guard. He picked up his coat and walked to the door and stopped.
Still sitting in the same place without knowing how to respond, I look at him with my disappointment filled eyes. He knew he somehow broke my heart with the revelation he just made and it was pretty clear, all what she thought about them having some connection was just a bunch of crap. As soon as I hear the door shut, I break into tears in utter disappointment.