Perfect Date

Day 3 – Your idea of the perfect first date.

I'm thinking it should start in the morning. A cool Spring morning. At too early an hour to put on the usual masks people love to adorn when getting to know each other. At least one would hope. I like a man who isn't afraid of the great outdoors. And I love a man who isn't afraid to get dirty. So horseback riding would be the activity of choice. Light conversation and easy laughter would be exchanged while we followed a manufactured trail through some woodland. My awkwardness likes to be the first characteristic trait of mine to introduce itself so I would probably slip on some dew while trekking through the grass toward our reserved stallions. It would be nice to observe his attentiveness and reaction to my potential fall. If his concern would outweigh a moment most would find humorous. He's a hell a catch if it's a mixture of both. The trail would come to an end in the middle of a childhood memory that he feels open enough to share with me (because I'm so fabulous of course). I would be able to relate to that story as he finished it on the walk back to our vehicles. My intrigue would peak as I made a note of our similar experiences. He would be making a note of the time lapse since breakfast and extend an invitation to continue the day with him. Something about lunch at his favorite restaurant. And the conversation would take a sexier turn while we pigged out on vegetarian burgers and French fries. After sharing a chocolate dessert (one in which he would spoon feed to me at times), we would aim to end the date again and take a second walk to our cars. He would linger....I would let him; my back to the drivers side door. Words are everything to me so I would anxiously await, as he searched for the perfect words to end the day. Depending on my mood...the way the stars aligned themselves...the way these perfect words would fall from his sexy lips (because he has to have lips that are inviting...lol)...etc. If destiny ordains all of these factors to be merge just right, the culmination of this perfect day would be further delayed. Yet again. Into a perfect night........

*le sigh*  A woman can dream, can't she?