Dream Date

Everyday is the same routine for me.. except the weekends, of course. I’ll be up before the sun, you know, early bird catches the worm. It’s still dark out as I step out and take a deep breath of dew. Mmmm. It’s chilly and looks like rain. I’d better hurry up. Usually there are always a few people at Central Park. This morning oddly no one was around. About half an hour later, sweat trickling down my cheek, I step onto a high rock to over look the park. I spot another jogger with their dog at the other side. “Good I wasn’t alone after all,” I think to myself. Clouds start to roll in, rain drops starts to fall and the wind picks up a little stronger. I’m already getting soaked! Exactly what I had dreaded. I’d better head home now! I start to jog down the now slippery rock cautious I don’t slip. You can picture me running frantically, leaves smacking me in the face, clothes and hair drenched. I could barely see. I stop under a dry clearing to take a break I’m so over it. A few minutes later the rain stops and I finally start walking out the park. Suddenly, I hear someone yelling, it sounded muffled but you could hear it was a man. I immediately go toward his voice...when I saw him I couldn’t believe it! He was covered in mud, bleeding from his knee and elbows. Although he was in an awful state, he was very handsome. Vanilla creme toned, low cut, his glasses were broken. I helped him up, he told me his name was Lucus. He had been jogging with his PitBull down the rocks and slipped, his dog Jet-bird got away. I know it wasn’t time for jokes but now I know where he got his name from. “This is like the worst first impression.” He exclaimed. I said, “ No, don’t worry about it I’m glad I heard you! I’d love to help find your dog.” He was very pleased we exchanged information. He told me he owned several businesses including a dog business. He was very upset about what happened. I tried comforting him, that every would turn out all right. We started walking toward the printing shop as I created a lost and found poster on my phone. I noticed he was tall, athletic and had a dimple when he smiled. He was doing that a lot. He kept thanking me, I guess he was really emotional about losing his dog. We got the posters, said later and I headed home it was time to go to work. As the day went along I honestly couldn’t stop thinking about my little encounter in the park with Lucus. I had a long day at work, got home late so I showered and knocked out. The next morning it was the same usual routine. I got to the park early this time in hopes of finding Jet-bird. I had been posting fliers outside and on social media. There are little trails in the park in between the trees so I decided to search there. Not even 5 minutes into the trail I spotted the PitBull laying on a bush very dehydrated. I was surprised no one had seen her. I called Lucus he said he would meet me at the entrance. I gently grabbed the dog and gave her water. She was very friendly and I know very relieved to have been found. I couldn’t imagine how her night was out in these woods. As I approached the park entrance I realized Lucus had flowers in his hand. He came up to me and hugged us. “Thank you so much my love, I have these flowers for you also I would love to take you out to dinner at one of my favorite restaurants, of course.” Now, the flowers I understand because I found his dog but a date? I was shocked but there were butterflies in my stomach. I hypnotically said yes with a huge grin on my silly face. Later that evening, I was home shyly applying lipgloss, wearing a red short silk dress and black opened toed red bottom Stilettos. Lucus was downstairs already waiting. “My queen you look very beautiful!” He was wearing a bright white collar shirt like his teeth with black slacks keeping it casual with some fire feets. I was excited to see what the night was about. We pulled up in his Mercedes G Class to this exclusive restaurant in soho. When we got to the restaurant we were greeted and seated at the vip section of the restaurant. The place was phenomenally decorated, the vibe and music was great, we were feeling really good. Our conversations were intriguing, eye contact was passionate, the food was delicious, we were having a good time. I’m not sure if it was how happy I was or if I was getting tipsy from the tasty Merlot wine that had probably snuck up on me. Unfortunately the night came to an end so I had thought. We went for a walk through Soho, made our way to the river side. The city lights, water, perfect weather and being with Lucus in that moment felt like a romantic fiction novel. He gazed at me amazed leaned in and kissed me, his lips were soft and wet. I liked it. He drove me home. “I had a great time, I would love to see you more my queen,”was what he told me. I couldn’t stop repeating it over and over in my head with a smile on my silly face.