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Unknown: Looks like it’s Mexican by myself.
Attached there was a picture of my favorite Mexican diner in Colorado City. I thought for a second and quickly typed out a reply.
Sophie: Who is this? Stalking is illegal in all 50 states.
Unknown: If you had shown up tonight, you would know who this is.
Sophie: I don’t talk to strangers.
Unknown: But you do other things with them? I’ll have to make sure never to tell you, my name.
My face went a deep shade of strawberries. The guy was good, almost too good. Tibby pulled up in front of my lake house and opened the door for me, holding the same bag she slid back earlier. I reached out for the bag smiling at her, “6 a.m.”
She nodded, and I made my way into my home. This house was my favorite. I lived for Mountains and lakes. The 5,700 sq. ft. brick beauty stood there surrounded by Lake Norman at one side and the city on the other side. I got an extensive view of the lake from my back porch which wrapped around to my bedroom. Large windows filled the home from floor to ceiling. Walking in, I flipped off my heels and headed for the kitchen. Taking a bottle of red wine, my laptop, and that brown bag, I filled off my heels and went back to the deck and pulled out my phone. I must have missed his text.
Unknown: You’re missing the view.
A photo of the purple and orange sky over the Colorado Mountains was attached. I looked out over my deck finding the same atmosphere with purple and orange but this was over the lake. I took a picture and attached it with a text.
Sophie:The same sky, two different places.
It was weird that this man was making me feel happy even though he was not next to me. Our conversation was playful and I enjoyed his attention. Opening the bag, which had my favorite Chinese takeout, cashew chicken, I unsealed the bottle of wine and took a sip. It was me time. The professional could be the savage that drank wine straight out of the bottle, my favorite way. Feeling smitten by our interactions with that unknown man with a wicked tongue, I wanted more.
Unknown: Tasting you makes this Mexican less good.
My sheath pulsated as my body recalled his touch.
Sophie: What about Chinese?
Unknown: Ice cream would be the only thing that might come close, and I can have them both at the same time if you let me.
My body quivered at the kink of his thoughts.
Sophie: Maybe in another life.
