Summer Lovin
It’s been a crazy transition into the summer. Here in Dallas, it’s been raining for the past 2 months. All of this being cooped up inside of the house has me fantasizing about someone to snuggle with. Yeah I have all of these rigid standards for the men I engage myself with so I have to embrace the fantasy until I meet my Knight.
I don’t have any summer romance stories so I’ll make one up.
My Summer Love
I’m at the car wash, wearing my cut off shorts, a wife beater and some flip flops. My sunglasses are perched atop my head as my brow tingles from the summer sun. My thoughts turn to a conversation that a friend and I had about our engagement ring requirements. She’s a trip, but that convo made me fine tune my fantasies about the perfect ring.
“I am not going to do this by myself, ” I resign and look around to see if there are any men available to fall victim to my damsel in distress routine. Before I do a full 360 turn I hear footsteps behind me and I turn around and gaze up at the most spectacular looking man I’ve seen since I’ve been here. He’s about 5’10”, athletic build with the most amazing smile I’ve ever seen.
“You want me to take care of that for you?” he asks and I see that he’s wearing a white tee like mine but his cargo shorts are crisply pressed and his tan sandals look brand new.
“Why thank you!” I coo innocently as he removes the hose and brush and begins to scrub the top of my car.
“What’s your name?” I ask him.
“It’s Sean and yours?”
“I’m Tee.”
“You’re not from around here are you?”
“How did you know?” I ask in my best surprised tone. Everyone tells me that, so I’m unimpressed.
“Uh..Your Florida tags.”
“Oh yeah,” I blush. “Um..thanks for the help Sean.”
“My pleasure,” he mumbles as he gives me a once over. By this time he’s moved on to the my passenger door and he’s doing a great job. His hands are all soapy and I can see beads of sweat running down his forehead.
I reach into my car and grab a tissue. I walk over to him and he pauses.
“Let me get that for you,” I say and wipe the liquid from his face.
“Look at you,” he says and smiles. “You act like that all the time?”
“Whenever I get the chance to,” I reply as I toss the tissue into the garbage bin and fold my arms with a smirk.
“How often do you get the chance?”
“Not often.”
“Why not?”
“Because I’m picky about who I take care of.”
He laughs as he sprays my car down with the hose. “I’m the same way.”
“Please let this fine ass man ask me for my number!” I pray.
“So…What are you getting into today?” he asks.
“I was headed to the Half Priced book store to browse. What are you up to?”
“I was headed that way myself.”
“For real?” I ask with wide eyes.
He laughs. “Naw…But I am now.”
“Are you done with your car?” I ask him, curious to see what he’s driving.
“I was just about to drive away when I noticed you and something told me that you needed help.”
“Well, I appreciate it,”I say. “I can take it from here.” I grab a towel from my car and begin to dry the hood. He walks over to me and gently removes the towel from my hand. “That’s my job,” he says.
I melt.
Yes, I am a princess and I should not be relegated to doing physical labor. I’m glad he recognizes that.
After he’s done the red paint on my car is shining and I grin.
“THANKS! You should open a car wash business!”
“Well…I have enough on my plate, but I’ll keep that in mind. Why don’t we grab something to eat, I’m hungry.”
“Um…sure. I’ll follow you.”
“Here’s my card in case we get seperated,” he says and hands me a shiny blue card from his wallet.
I watch him and those fine ass legs walk over to a Black Charger with dark tints and shiny rims. I hop into my car and look at the card in my hand.
I grin. CEO…
Yeah Daddy…
This must be my lucky day.