Dec. 15, 2017
Vol 5: Date Night Part 1
To say I was a nervous wreck would be an understatement. Not only had it been ages since I went on a date, but I was going on one with some guy I barely knew from a rock band. All I could think about was how very bad this was going to be for me. Larissa had done all she could to make me feel better, but I was shaking by the time I got to the steakhouse I had agreed to meet Sami at. How I was going to eat, I had no idea. After all, my stomach was in knots.
Pulling into the parking lot, I parked in front of the restaurant and took a couple of deep breaths. I wanted to calm down, so I took my time, breathing in and out slow and deep. Until there was a tap on my window, causing me to jump. Outside my window stood the tall and handsome man of my dreams. His hair was down, framing his face, and he was dressed in a nice button up shirt and leather pants. The mix of class and rock made my body tighten with desire.
Opening the door, I stepped out, adjusting my little black dress so not to flash the world what my mama gave me. “Hey, have you been waiting long?” I asked, reaching out to shake his hand.
Sami wasn’t having that, instead he pulled me in to a tight hug. His scent was intoxicating. All woodsy and manly and perfect. “No, I had just pulled in a few moments before you. I couldn’t miss this beautiful red hair, so I figured I would walk over and welcome you. You ready for dinner?”
I blushed lightly, reaching up and tugging at one of those tight curls. I had never liked my hair, feeling like it was more trouble than it was worth. Sami seemed to like it though, so who was I to complain. He took my hand and led me into the restaurant. It was strangely comforting, and it confused me why I was so easily relaxed around Sami. Not only was he very comforting, he was a perfect gentleman. If it was a rouse, then I didn’t want it to stop. He held open the door for me, and led me into the restaurant. The scent of steaks cooking over a fire filled the air, and my knotted stomach suddenly decided it was hungry. I forced myself to not turn green from the mix of sensations.
The hostess took us to a small booth and a moment later a waiter came to ask for our drink order. I wasn’t sure what Sami would want to do, but I ordered a glass of wine, hoping it would help take the edge off my nerves. Sami ordered a water and an international lager of some kind. It certainly wasn’t the normal type of beer. The waiter brought our drinks and some rolls then left us alone to look over the menu.
“I’m glad you agreed to meet with me. I haven’t been able to get you out of my mind since we met the other night.” Sami said as he read over the food options.
A blush rose on my cheeks, and I did everything I could to hide it behind the laminated menu in my hands. It wasn’t working. The smirk on his face proved that, but I could pretend … right? “Yeah, it is nice to get out now and then, right? I don’t remember the last time I went out with anyone other than Larissa.”
“I have such a hard time believing that you don’t have guys asking you out all the time. You are a beautiful woman, and funny when you aren’t shy.” Sami put down his menu, obviously having made his choice, and picked up one of the rolls.
“I get asked out, but I’m just not interested in those guys. I don’t know. I seem to always get asked out by the same kind of guy, and well, they are all a bit boring. I don’t want to spend the rest of my life eating TV dinners and talking about what happened at the office.” I answered honestly, realizing that the reason I didn’t date was because I had given up on the kind of guy I wanted to date.
“So, you want adventure?” Sami sat back, ripping pieces of bread off the roll and popping it in his mouth. “Then why don’t you do just that. You are young. There is no reason you have to give up on life now.”
“I haven’t given up on life. I just….” I protested, but watching the way his eyebrow arched, I knew he was right. I had given up on life. I had done what everyone expected of me instead of what I actually wanted. My life was that boring office with TV dinners every night. Only I was alone instead of with someone to share it with. It sucked. It really, really sucked. But fear was a funny thing which had a way of controlling us without us even realizing it.
“You don’t have to be afraid to live your life. I mean, sure it is scary and intense at times, but you only get one life. After that, you’re done. Don’t you want to look back and know you followed your dreams?” Sexy and smart. What the hell had I walked into?
The waiter came back and took our orders. It was a nice break from the conversation, but it gave my brain far too much time to think. Who was this man, and why had he stumbled into my life now?
I have tried so hard to forget about the things I love most. However, it has made my life boring and monotonous. I have become a person I don’t like. Sami is showing me that. Maybe I gave up too soon. Maybe he is right, and I should try to find another way to live. It may be hard to step out of the comfort of my little box, but it might be for the best. This is all a little too confusing, but for the first time, the challenge of a new life is worth contemplating.