Unfinished Business (Part Two)

He knew he didn’t give me enough time to steady my emotions and compose myself.  His smile made me blush like old times and our brief polite hug didn’t deter the familiarity of his touch.

We talked about his success at his job and his children.  He seemed very relaxed and happy as we reminisced about his popcorn and chocolate addictions (his only food vices because he takes very good care of his body).  He complimented me on my body and said that he could tell that I’ve maintained my nice figure.  I returned the compliment with a slight jab at his abs.  (Yes ladies, his abs were rock hard.)

We talked about my cars because it was during our relationship that he helped me pick out my latest.  Then the subject of our breakup came up.  He surprised me by thanking me for initiating it.  It was the wake up call that he needed.  He said that he owed me for all that I did for him.

The sincerity was evident.  He lowered his confident persona and revealed the remorse for the pain he caused.  And in doing so I revealed things about the guy I dated after him.  He wasn’t surprised that I had a serious boyfriend after him but he was shocked that the relationship didn’t develop like ours.  I told him it was because of the drama in the guy’s life and how my relationship with K had made me leery of drama in any form.

He solemnly nodded and then bird poop landed on my left forearm.  We laughed at my horrified expression as K told me it’s a sign of good luck.  He retrieved a napkin from his car and believe it or not, the conversation when back to lighter topics.  We both agreed that seeing each other again was a good thing.  It was nice to be able to see each other without any animosity. 

“There are some things I want to talk to you about; we should go have dinner one night.  Wednesday or Sunday nights would be good.  Or some time in the evening,” he said as he stepped closer.

“I’d like that.”

We promised to talk again.  Then he extended his arms to hug me.  When I stepped into his embrace we hugged each other tightly.  I held him snugly and felt the full strength of his arms and chest as his closed any existing space between us.  The chemistry was palpable as my heartbeat quickened.  When he slowly caressed my back and whispered in my ear, “I need to see you soon,” my body instantly responded.  

When I agreed again, he kissed my neck and let his hands slowly lower to my hips.  We lingered a few inches apart as we enjoyed the closeness.  I wasn’t sure if this was part of some game he was playing or if he was feeling the same stirrings I was but neither of us wanted to break the connection.  We hadn’t touched like that since last summer. 

With a parting smile, he entered his car and told me to be a good girl… just like he use to when we dated.  The phase made me a little nostalgic.  When he pulled away from the curb I entered my home and laid my back against the door.  Realizing the chemistry was still all consuming, I was thankful that he did me a favor by meeting me outside of my home.

Thank God for cold showers.