When I first saw him he was leaning akwardly against the glass Shoppers Drugmart wall by the Yonge/Bloor station. He was fiddling with a Metro paper, trying to appear to read it casually, but I could tell he was nervous - I felt relieved I wasn't the only one.
Then he looked at me with those big brown eyes and grinned big - my heart melted.
Son nom est Daniel. Oui, he's a Frenchie. Which is funny coz my bro's boyfriend's has the same name and is also Francais!
My new beau is an absolute softie, but he's also a ravenous hunk of a man. How I enjoy the two sides of him! On our first date, he was chittering away nervously on the way to the restaurant (which thankfully prevented me from yammering away, nervously).
He found me online (POF... I know, I know...) and we met the next night. We even hung out the day after... and the day after that. And saw him last night. We went to a friend's wee rock show at the Rancho and my gal pal flat out said Dan was sexy as hell. Always nice to have a gal pal's approval ;)
Dan and I also made plans for Friday... And he invited me to two Christmas parties next weekend. We can't seem to get enough of each other. The best part is he knows I'm strange and likes that about me. I have no idea where this is going to go...but that's part of riding it out, isn't it? ;)
WooHoo
ReplyDeleteSo glad you're happy. It suits you.
You are far too kind, lol
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