It took her three hours to dress. She planned her outfit two weeks before. Anticipation would not come close to describing how she felt, though anyone looking from the outside would laugh out loud. The two of them had been married over twenty years for goodness sake. Why then was she still getting so worked up over a date together? She was acting like a giddy teenager she thought, but she didn't care one bit.
He arrived home just about the time he said he would. He had gone to wash the car, grab his things from the cleaners and grab her a bundle of roses from Mr. Johnny's flower stand on his way home. Those he left in the car, out of sight. Those he would bring out later. A perfect surprise to a wondrous evening.
She liked to be on time, he preferred fashionably late. This night they split the difference. They pulled up to the valet and he insisted he be the one to assist her from the car. He was her date and he intended for her to know it all night.
The music was right on time a good mix of R&B and Jazz. She swayed in her seat hoping he would ask her sooner versus later. And as if on cue he did. "Of course was her reply. I would love that very much." He positioned himself close behind her one hand placed gently upon her shoulder and they made their way to the center of the dance floor. The song that played, played just for them. They were all alone and she was ecstatic.
She looked up at him as he towered over her. He was as beautiful today as the day she said "I do" so many moons ago and a million dances danced. He smelled of cologne, one she had chosen especially for him three Christmases ago. He said he really liked it and tonight it provided a perfect blanket of velvety midst.
She loved the way he turned her, slowly and gingerly. Every once in a while he leaned down a bit and asked, "Everything okay baby? Are you enjoying yourself?" Her eyes said it all. This night she wanted to last forever. And he moved with her, nice and slow, never once taking his eyes off hers. And they danced and swirled and floated. And with every movement, gliding around that floor they had all to themselves she is reminded of how much she loves and adores him. Her lover and her friend is to her the perfect dance partner.
And then after what felt like a magical ride, the song slowly ended. They moved through the final beat. And then he leaned down and kissed her softly upon her lips. And she kissed back. And then when there was nothing left to do, he wheeled her carefully back across the floor and pushed her comfortably up to their table which awaited. He locked her wheels in place and reached for her tender hands to embrace.
For her last dance in 2015 she could not have chosen a better dance partner.
He arrived home just about the time he said he would. He had gone to wash the car, grab his things from the cleaners and grab her a bundle of roses from Mr. Johnny's flower stand on his way home. Those he left in the car, out of sight. Those he would bring out later. A perfect surprise to a wondrous evening.
She liked to be on time, he preferred fashionably late. This night they split the difference. They pulled up to the valet and he insisted he be the one to assist her from the car. He was her date and he intended for her to know it all night.
The music was right on time a good mix of R&B and Jazz. She swayed in her seat hoping he would ask her sooner versus later. And as if on cue he did. "Of course was her reply. I would love that very much." He positioned himself close behind her one hand placed gently upon her shoulder and they made their way to the center of the dance floor. The song that played, played just for them. They were all alone and she was ecstatic.
She looked up at him as he towered over her. He was as beautiful today as the day she said "I do" so many moons ago and a million dances danced. He smelled of cologne, one she had chosen especially for him three Christmases ago. He said he really liked it and tonight it provided a perfect blanket of velvety midst.
She loved the way he turned her, slowly and gingerly. Every once in a while he leaned down a bit and asked, "Everything okay baby? Are you enjoying yourself?" Her eyes said it all. This night she wanted to last forever. And he moved with her, nice and slow, never once taking his eyes off hers. And they danced and swirled and floated. And with every movement, gliding around that floor they had all to themselves she is reminded of how much she loves and adores him. Her lover and her friend is to her the perfect dance partner.
And then after what felt like a magical ride, the song slowly ended. They moved through the final beat. And then he leaned down and kissed her softly upon her lips. And she kissed back. And then when there was nothing left to do, he wheeled her carefully back across the floor and pushed her comfortably up to their table which awaited. He locked her wheels in place and reached for her tender hands to embrace.
For her last dance in 2015 she could not have chosen a better dance partner.
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