Advice?

So, today is Monday and last I heard from R Hottie was Saturday morning.

I know this sounds silly… but I really think (at least from what I have learned from my experiences) it is the man that should be pursuing the woman.

No, I have not texted back– I want him to want to contact me and be curious about me.

He went from 100 to practically, well, zero. And I have no idea why. No, we haven’t slept together. Maybe that’s all he wanted after a couple of dates–sex. But he didn’t lead me to believe that was his sole interest. I would have definitely picked that up.

Should I reach out? Or just chalk it up to him losing interest? I really thought he liked me. He even said so. Maybe he didn’t feel the connection anymore after date #2 (even though he has reached out a couple of times). As far as I know I think he really ought to be the one to reach out.

On another note entirely:

I have “hung out” with let’s call him, Loud Clapper (more than a few times within the last couple of months since HG and I broke up). It’s a nickname I have for him– he claps so loud when watching games, it can be embarrassing. Sounds like sonic booms. Hahaha.. still! he is a cool guy.. and a nice distraction. And when cums, he YELLS.. like really really really LOUD.

While LC is just a cool guy to distract myself with — he is not what I really want. I have known him now a couple of years, we met through work and there was definitely that physical attraction but none of it actually ever happened until recently.

I want R Hottie. And yes to whomever is reading this— I have definitely been working on myself (aside from all the almost nightly partying).

At least I know what I want.

Advice?

 

R Hottie : Hotline Bling

The next day after meeting R Hottie, I was SURE I was going to hear from him. I felt excited, happy–sexy even.

I woke up early enough to see that it was a beautiful day and made the solid decision on lazy thought to go to the beach either today or tomorrow.

Of course, the next thought that popped into my mind: I wonder when I will hear from him?

Such a girl moment. I proceeded with my day running errands and ate at Suviche.

Then I get a FB message notification on my phone…

It was him! R Hottie! Wait? What? Why is he contacting me here through FB?

FB Message reads:
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So, my real name has a unique spelling– he remembered and found me.

He then called me right when I was getting home and we talked on the phone for a while:

“I don’t know why my phone didn’t save your number. I was pretty bummed about it, even my friends made fun of me. Found you on FB….”

The rest of the call was nice and he was going to a Gala that night which he had to get ready for . He told me he was looking forward to seeing me again. As was I!

I met up with a friend later and we went out and had a blast bar and lounge hopping. Checked out Electric Pickle (meh too early), Beaker & Gray (meh just wasn’t feeling it), went to Lost Weekend (Ok, we love the cheap drinks–we stay), then finally ended up at Purdy (the Dirty Purdy!)

Got home pretty tired, like at 4AM . Knocked hella out.

Woke up at 8AM-ish and saw:

Missed call from R Hottie : 6:35AM

TBC…

R Hottie

So unexpectedly, I met this man— let’s refer to him as R Hottie earlier this month at the Miami Film Festival Opening Party.

I was dancing and moving around with my group of friends all night– it was a blast but I have been in my 5in heels for the last few hours and I am already feeling the need to sit down. There is of course, very limited seating and ALAS! I found a single chair at an occupied table. Mind you, its dark lighting, plus I am feeling buzzed.

I sat down on the chair without looking up and said, “I am sorry to take your chair but I only need it for a few seconds” and then a male voice responds,

“How many seconds is that, exactly?”

I looked up to see who was talking to me and there he was… R Hottie. He was wearing a nice smile, slicked curly hair, a white shirt and jean jacket. He was wearing these round glasses and I swear, I saw a spark there.

Thinking to myself — he is sexy!

“Well, more like 6 minutes rather than a few seconds”

R Hottie’s smile widens and said, “Well for the next 360 seconds this chair is available to you!”

We hit it off. We started talking–danced with me–mind you, I am NOT a good salsa dancer at all–but he was cool about it and we still had a great time. This event was open bar so we drank together, shared small talks with friends. I felt awesome. Everything was awesome. R Hottie leaned in for a kiss but I leaned back– I just felt it wasn’t the right moment. But I definitely wanted to.

He took my phone number and offered for me to stay at the party (as my squad was ready to leave) but I opted to leave with my ppl. We said our cya laters and I left with a big smile on my face.

TBC…

 

My Truth

Oh you know.. just daydreaming.

Dear —,

I want to kiss you, feel our bodies warmth–our touch. I want to fall and rise in love with my best friend. Ride off into the sunset together and come home to each other. I want a family, sure I do–whether it ends up just being me and you or miracles of our own, I am happy. Whatever happens to either one of us or both of us we are each other’s support system. Let’s get married and love each other in every way possible. Kiss my entire body. Kiss your entire body. Worship our bodies. Nourish each other’s souls. Faithful, loyal, trust and sheer will is in my blood–offer me the same.

Be absolutely ridiculously happy.

Love,

Elena