Second Verse, Same as the First

Remember how #2 tried to kiss me at the bar and I leaned back?

Keep it mind...

We were at the same bar as the previously mentioned story - where the lean back took place. On our way to the bar to meet #2 and his friends, I told my friend how excited I was to see #2. And I really was. I don't know what came over me last night - I just needed & wanted to see him. In that order.

As soon as I saw him standing at the bar - my groins started to ache. (is groins the right word?) I was suddenly aware of all my internal organs. Blood was racing through my body like you would not believe.

I knew that the ball was kind of in my court - so any action that would take place would have to be initiated by moi. And me, myself, and I were all game to it.

All throughout the night I am pulling out moves no one has seen before. Seriously. I was shocked at how I was acting. I was determined to let it be known to him that there is no question that I have a crush on him (and he is slowly but surely moving into the #1 slot). I had a few set backs in the plan. One - #2's cute coworker was also in attendance. We flirted heavily the last time we saw each other and he was one of the reasons I didn't kiss #2 before. I wanted to keep my options open.

But that was me, then. This is me, now. #2 is killing me in the giddy department.

So, I made a very bold move.

I asked him to keep me company in the restroom line. The line was super long. He agreed, I grabbed his hand and led the way. Holding his hand the entire route to the line. (if that wasn't a clue, I don't know what is)

Let me set the scene for y'all: I was in flats. Yes - I own a pair. And they are very dressy and cute, so take that Ms. Celeb (I promise to tell y'all who it is once the event is way over). #2 is super tall and since I am short, I barely clear his sternum in flat shoes.

To be eye to eye with him, I had to be on my toes. To be steady and balance myself I had to grab onto his arms.

There I am, holding on, looking into his eyes - remember, same bar as the last time, same bathroom line - the scene is the exact same!

I leaned in. 90%.

He just stood there, looking back at me.

(abort, abort, abort)

I don't know how I recovered from it, but I did, probably because I'm a trooper and there was another idiot at the bar trying to flirt with me.

Hours later, we took #2 home. Again, because failure is not an option, I pull the bathroom plan and tell my ride that I'm going in because I have to pee really badly and won't make it all the way back to her place. I run into his house, use the restroom, and go back to him meeting me in his foyer.

So, I made an even bolder move.

Scene 2, take action:

Again, I had to stand on my tip toes. Again, I had to grab onto his arms to be steady and balanced. Again, 90% lean in.

And again...he just stood there!

What. The?

I'm sorry but where this is where most girls would give up, I'm not. This is going to happen, pretty much before his party or at the party. I am determined. Nothing will stand in my way (don't hold me to that one).

Because the CIA has nothing on a woman with a plan.