We set off for a stroll in the night breeze and I felt K slide his arm around my waist and my knees went weak. You would be amazed at what a well-placed hand can do to a woman.
I pointed out a few constellations but not knowing many of them I was content just to smile to myself as I listened to him talk. K has the silkiest voice. It dances up and down my backbone like water ripples the moon's reflection.
And he's beautiful. His parents and God put him together right fine. When he's not looking, I sneak little sideways glances at him. He has the warmest eyes. And the most expressive gaze. And when the moonshadow glints off his cheekbones I can't help but think he rivals that of any sculpture in any museum. I have not seen a more handsome man. He makes me weak.
His voice is music to my ears. I want to lie next to him in the dark and trail my fingers down his backbone while he whispers in my ear. Whispers what? It matters not.
We walk....float....around the ship's deck and it becomes evident people are beginning to wind up the evening and I am surprised it's almost over. I'm not ready to call it a night yet. We pass our table where I collect my rose and champagne cork and K's arm still around me like it was its natural place, we made our way back to the hallway by our adjoining room. K slipped something into my hand and told me he hoped I would like where he was taking us. I looked down and in my hand was a brochure for an African safari!
I squealed! Very few people know how much I have always wanted to go to Africa to see the animals and the country. He must have remembered that from our dating questions.
I threw my arms around his neck and hugged him so hard I think I might have stolen his breath for a minute. I heard a little gasp.
Oh God I was thisclosetohim!!! I couldn't help myself. I wanted to kiss him so badly I could nearly taste it, but I was doing all I could to not appear so forward. I couldn't blow this! Besides I hoped it wouldn't be long before he made his own move. I tightened my arms around him and kissed his neck gently, just beneath his ear.
"I can't wait!" I squealed to him. I have always wanted to go to Africa!!! You don't know how much!! And we're going!!!" I hugged him even tighter and heard another little gasp and I quickly let go and apologized. K of course was a total gentleman about it and didn't complain that I had probably bruised him.
"Thank you for the lovely night," I said in my softest voice. With my softest smile. "I couldn't have had a nicer time." I kissed his cheek and backed up into my doorway. I did not want to see him turn around and go. But when he did.....what a view!
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