Tittie Tuesday: Back For More

So, I headed home for my mom's birthday. As usual, the drama unfolded. She whines about her aches and pains, but then she gets over it when the gifts start to flow. Whatever. So, before I left to go back home, I cruised into the mall. I was hoping I'd run into Daniel - remember him? He's the hot, tall guy that works at the sports store.

So, I pop into the store, and look around. I figure I might as well grab another t-shirt since I'm here. I find one I like, while I'm looking around for him. I don't see him. Oh well, I guess I'll go pay. While I'm at the cash wrap, I hear "Back for more, huh?" He's coming out of the stock room with an armload of stuff. "Everything in here is so cool, I just can't get enough", I say. "Yeah? Well, we aim to please!", he says with a big smile. He has these beautiful sparkly blue eyes. He makes me feel warm inside when I look at him.

 

"Listen, you wanna go get a drink? I go on break in a couple minutes." "Sure", I tell him. I'm so smitten with him, I'd probably wait an hour for him to take a break - thank God I don't have to.

So, I continue to shop around in the store, probably looking like a stalker (haha!) until he can leave. We walk out and head up to the food court. I was suddenly aware of how cute he was, and I couldn't think of anything to say. "Got all your Christmas shopping done?" Was that a lame thing to say? Ugh. But he smiles really big and says that he's lucky that everyone in his family is into sports, so he bought all their gifts where he works. He proceeds to tell me the things he bought for them as we get in line at Subway. " I only have a 15 min break. My lunch isn't for 2 more hours." Oh well, I'll take what I can get, you hottie boy. " I have to drive back home", and I told him where I lived. He said I should probably get going - it wouldn't be good to get stuck in bad weather. I agreed. He got his drink, and we went over to a table to sit for a minute. "So, are you coming back for Christmas?"

 

"No", I said. This would be the first Christmas that I won't spend with my family. "Yikes", he says. "Why can't you come back?" "It's just too hard, because I work on Christmas Eve, and right after Christmas." He starts tapping his finger on the back of my hand. It's giving me tingles up my arm. I'm looking at his hands - they are smooth, but masculine looking. He has nice nails. I turn over my hand, and he continues to tap his finger in the middle of my palm. It's kinda sexy. Does he even know how sexy this little tapping thing is? He starts to swirl his finger in little circles while he's sucking down his soda. He's making rude noises with his straw, and the juxtaposition of what he's doing almost makes me burst out laughing! He has no clue how hot he is, or does he? Hmmm.

 

He suddenly stops, and says he has to get back to work. "Well, you have a good day today, and have a happy Christmas". "You too. Drive really carefully, ok?"  "I will", I say. He squeezes my hand, and then hops up, and saunters off. He looks over his shoulder at me, and bursts into a huge grin. I drove home with a picture of that dazzling grin in my mind. I wondered a little later why he didn't ask me for my phone number, but maybe he didn't cuz he knows how far away I live. Plus, it's not like I can lay on the couch and talk dirty all afternoon. That does sound like fun, though, huh?

 

Oh, for those of you keeping track, I just got a part time job, so I'm working now, in a cute little book store. It's kinda fun! In case I don't see you there, have a Merry Christmas. If you don't celebrate Christmas, have a happy holiday of your choice!