Last night, remembered kissing Collin.
(Feel is not inappropriate to mention entire name as will never see or speak to said bicycle again.)
Met C at all-night, outdoor fall festival in college and was immediately one of those impulsive, 'can't keep hands and flirtatious innuendo to self' attractions. Would have been fine, except that C was at said festival as blind date of fish's roommate. Indeed. Bad fish. But C was model-like gorgeous (have never seen more perfect teeth). And would had to have been a saint to resist such adorability. And besides, roommate didn't seem to notice not-so-innocent flirting. Was challenged by C to Sumo Wrestling Event and so put on v. funny, padded outfits and wrestled (rather ungracefully) until were lying on ground with C on top, laughing and sucking v. cold fall air. Flirted with such brazen intensity that was certain was going to start fire from heat between us. At one point, remember C saying, "We can't do this. I'm here with your roommate." Bah. Roommate schroommate. She was oblivious.
Night of fun fall festival ended and did not see C again for several months. As had no interest in shy roommate, C did not call her again and well, did not call yours truly either. Was for the best.
Then, was v. surprised to get call from C during Christmas holiday (had not gone home that year). Dressed quickly in amazing sweater borrowed from previously mentioned roommate, and met C at theater. Barely made it out of cheesy teen flick with all clothing items still in appropriate places. C was intoxicating, but as turns out, a genuine asshole. Did not pay for movie, did not offer to drive, did NOT buy fish M&Ms and cherry coke. Indeed. Walked out to parking lot, kinetic energy making sparky sounds in wooly winter coat. And when got to cars, C was breathy and lovely. Even somewhat sinister And God, did he smell good. V. grrrr indeed.
C: Want to follow me back to our place? M. is at his parents' this weekend.
At this point, leaned in and kissed that most beautiful mouth, full of most beautiful, perfect teeth and pink tongue. Was electric, compelling and irresistible. And taking cue from said feeling, stepped back.
H: I don't think so.
Leaving C standing outside in foggy air (had just started to snow), got in car and drove away from perhaps most amazing night of possibility. Left hot kisses and cold snowflakes. But left with same dignity with which had arrived. This fish likes her M&Ms.
The Fish. Makin' ya work for it since 1999.