How I met my Husband

My colleague and I were leaving work, he was smiling at me, all his front teeth were showing. He was looking at me in a suspicious way, I was feeling vulnerable and I ended up crossing both my arms around his left arm as we walked out of the building.
He looked far away beautifully smiling and asked me, “what are you doing this weekend?”I said I had no plans. “Care to eat some rice?” . Apparently it was an asian festival coming Saturday. My eyes went straight to his ring finger and this huge ring stared back at me. I guess he sensed it because the next thing he said was “ am finally catching a break from work, and my wife and kids travelled to her parents, I was just wondering if you would like to join me.
The festival was grand, food was exotic and some of the attires worn by various people in the event were a fashion statement, I loved the vibrancy of it all. Then he gave me the same look from before, my stomach tensed up, as he said, “ you are so beautiful, and you look so soft, you smell so good, I want to touch you and kiss you so bad” he was now looking at me so intensely, I could feel my heart pumping. I asked him,”what about your wife, huh, look at the ring on your finger, what does it mean to you?” I startled him with that question, he folded his arm into a fist and gazed at his finger, signed, raised his arm and pushed his lush black hair back with it, a move I always thought was kind of hot but he can never know that. I proceeded to tell him” listen I may look so appealing and sexy to you right now, but how long will you be with me before your wife finds out, maybe only after we hook up two or three times, then she finds out and you break your family apart, can you imagine that? Trust me, I know you worked hard to get her and to build the family you have, don’t ruin that for me. Just remember the excitement you felt when you kissed her for the first time, how you anticipated it and how happy you were when she kissed you, trust me, you don’t need anyone else”.
His shoulders dropped a bit as he said, “okay”.
Later on as I was picking my trench coat from the cloak room, someone tapped me on the back, “hey” a deep husky voice. Turning back I see this tall handsome man looking at me with a cautious smile. “I didn’t mean to eavesdrop but I heard what you told that guy earlier, and now I want to marry you!” He said so blatantly and I was taken aback for a minute. “What?” Was all I could manage to say.
“What you said earlier, setting that guy to the right path was so amazing, and I don’t need to know much, I already know you are amazing, and I would like to marry you!” Wow this was something you don’t hear often, two marriage proposals under five minutes.
“Introduce yourself sir, who would I be marrying?”
“The name is Luca my lady, what is your beautiful name?”
“Florence, and yes, like the city, and no, i haven’t visited there yet”.
“Many people have asked you that question haven’t they? Guess we have to rectify that situation innit?”
“Meaning?”
“Meaning, I have to take you to Florence, Florence”. It sounded funny hearing my name twice, but I didn’t laugh. I told him, “look I cant go marrying someone I don’t know, we should at least go on a date first”. He chuckled, then he said, “yes of course, are you free tomorrow?” I was off shift the whole weekend, and I was intrigued by him, I told him yes that I would be free. His smile was not wide on his face but it was something you can stare at, “perfect, then we shall have our first date tomorrow . In fact why don’t I drop you off so that I know and it’s easier for me to pick you up tomorrow, what do you say?”
“And you ain’t a creep?” I don’t trust often but I was just sensing good energy from him or maybe I was just smitten.
“No, I swear, am one of the good guys” he said his hand up in surrender mode.
And that’s how he dropped me.
Next day, he picked me up at 12 noon, took me to a luxurious restaurant in London city. Our conversation was deep and interesting nothing superficial, it felt like I had known him from before, he made me laugh, everything I said made seemed to make him smile which had me staring. I think my love language is staring. We went bowling, to a shooting range, then we stopped at a bar that had stand up comedy just for laughs.
He dropped me off later in the evening
“Thank you for today Florence, I had a wonderful day” he was smiling, I couldn’t look away, I could feel my wide smile on my face.
“ I had a good time too thank you”. We hugged and hushed about calling each other and meeting again and smiling at each other more as he turned to leave .
“You are forgetting an end of date tradition” I said.
He turned back, “yeah what did I forget?”
“Come here, I will tell you” when he was close, I leaned close to his face and said, “you should kiss me”. The air changed, it was hot now, tension increased and our breaths were heavy and loud. When we kissed, it was like it was a hunger and a thirst we were quenching, I felt the feels all the ways to my toes.
He said, “wow that felt amazing!”
My eyes were still closed, still enjoying the feels, before I could respond I heard my phone buzz with a notification.
Thats when I came back to reality, I was daydreaming!

Flo