I was totally distracted that day. Running around from place to place, trying to be superwoman and get as much as I could done that day. I missed my turn onto Adamo Street. I was in the wrong lane. I had to turn left instead of right, make a U-turn and go back.
It may seem strange to you but…well, I felt you before I ever saw you. I pulled into the parking lot of the Jeep dealership. I perked up and looked around. It felt to me like someone was either there, or watching me. I looked left, right, behind me. Nothing. No one. There was literally no one around. I thought, that’s strange. No one around in a dealership parking lot. That is not typical of car salesman. They are usually at least in the lot. Most times you will find them lurking like vultures, circling in for their pick of the kill. I parked the truck and jumped out, still looking around for someone or something. My senses were on high alert.
Then when I walked thru the door, I only saw you from behind and I thought “Nice body, he really takes good care of himself”. I felt his testosterone. It was physically palpable. I could smell his pheromones. I could smell his maleness and it was intoxicating. My body immediately reacted and my mind went into an even higher alert. Really?! Yes really! And yes I felt a chemical and physical attraction! It was a very surreal experience. One that I had never had before. One where unbelievingly and most surprisingly to me was that I was intensely experiencing this feeling in the presence of a complete stranger. What the heck was going on? Why was I feeling so intensely turned on? Was I that hormonal? And this, primal reaction was felt from simply walking into the auto repair shop and viewing him from the back. But honestly, I had felt something as soon as I was in the vicinity. I felt him before I even saw him. I was this physically affected and I had even not seen his face or looked into his eyes.
At that time I didn’t know that he also felt an instant attraction. He thought “She’s my type”. He is very picky like me I found out later.
He turned around and we looked directly into each other eyes and we both immediately looked away. I was shocked. I mean literally shocked into stillness. I stopped breathing for a few seconds. Holding my breath. I was like a deer frozen in headlights. I felt I knew him but how is that possible? Is he the one from my dreams? Even my physic had seen the “impossibly gorgeous stranger with the bright light blue or grey eyes”. Was it an angel? Was this a dream? Was this good? I felt it was good however, I was more than apprehensive. I mean when has seeing an angel ever been a good thing? The messages recorded in visitation from Angels in the stories from the Big Book (BIBLE) are not always “good” however they are always monumental messages and of great significance. I was a “need to know” kind of person. I wanted to know the message. I was ready for the message. I had waited to hear this message for my whole life. I had been “touched by an angel” before and this time, I was not afraid to know. And seriously, at this point and time in my life, I was ready to fulfil my destiny.
He walked out into the adjoining waiting room. He walked around and he walked like a caged lion. There is a strength and wildness about him. He is not tame. I could see him in my peripheral vision. I could still feel him I could still smell him. I stepped into the very spot he had vacated. I then told the auto repair lady I was “here for a 1,000 mile check-up on the truck”. She was flustered and flushed. I knew the reason why. He had had that effect on her. He had power and I wondered if he knew it. I wondered if he used it for good or for bad.
I walked out of the shop and went to sit on the bench in front. I had to calm down and make my breathing even. I had to take several deep breaths and try to calm down my now quickly beating heart. I had practiced lowering my blood pressure by deep breathing, calming my thoughts and hence controlling my heart beat. After three deep breaths, I calm down a bit. I just kept wondering about that connection. It was incredible. What the hell was this? He walks out of the adjoining waiting room and then comes back and approaches me. We are both just staring into each other’s eyes. His are light grey or light blue. I cannot decide if it’s light sky blue or sky blue with cloud cover. One looks slightly lighter than the other. His hair is a lighter shade of brown almost dirty blond. Banging physique. His effect on me gets stronger as he gets closer and I am mesmerized. He asks me, “Are you getting your truck repaired as well? Is that yours over there?” I nod yes and then speak the word softly, “Yes”. He smiles and I feel the walls coming down. Just like that. I smile back and relax. He tells me, “yes I have a jeep and it’s getting repaired. I am waiting for a rental car.” Another auto repair person comes out to get him. He follows the guy out into another area of the lot. But, he turns around to look at me. I am still motionless on the bench and I am looking straight back at him. He smiles again, turns back around to follow the repair guy.
I am still. Now I am breathing slowly and fully. Now my heart is beating a strong steady beat. I watch him walk away. I sit on the bench and think about him. What the hell just happened? Who is this man that has that strong of an effect on me? I am still thinking about him and he comes out of the auto repair door. He smiles looking straight into my eyes. He continues the conversation. “Yes I am waiting for a rental. They were supposed to bring it, but now I have to go pick it up”. What’s your name? I smile a litter bigger and say, “My name is Alexandria”. “I’m Andy” he replies. I say, “But you may call me Lexa, pleased to meet you” and stick my hand out. He reaches for my hand, encloses it and holds it with the other. He has my hand within both of his. He is looking into my eyes. I am looking into his. He says, “Even better”. And we both smile. It’s instant attraction and so intense it damn near frightening. It’s so strong. The auto repair guy comes out again to get Andy. He leaves again, but looks back and smiles. I am still looking straight at him and I smile back. It’s intense. Those looks and the smiles. We connected, just like that. And I knew something for certain. It was good.
He comes back again and sits next to me on the bench. We just smile and look at each other. Then we both look away. We turn back and start talking at the same time. We both stop talking and smile at each other again. He says, “I am really pleased to meet you as well”. His phone rings and he excuses himself. He walks off to take the call. And yet again, he looks back at me. The look says so much to me. It’s almost as if he is looking at me to make sure if I am real. To make sure that I am still there. As if he does not want to let me out of his sight. I recognize that look and I feel the same way. I watch him walk away again. I feel his absence when he disappears around the building. How strange.
He comes back again from another direction. I am looking for him without knowing it and feel happy when I see him again. I feel my blood rushing thru my veins, flushing my face. The rushing of the blood, making me feel warm and then hot all over. We smile and continue the conversation, “so where are you from?” he asks. I say “I’m from California and I have been in Florida almost three years.” He says, I’m from here but I left as soon as I could. I’ve lived in California, in Studio City as a matter of fact, but mostly I’ve lived in New York.” I say “I’ve lived in New York as well.” We smile. His phone rings again. He says, “I got to get this, excuse me” and he grasps my hand pressing something into it. I close my hand tight and watch him walk away again. He again, looks back over his shoulder and stares at me intensely. He smiles and turns away.
I’m holding my hand tightly closed. Almost afraid to see what he has put in my hand. This is the message. I know his spirit and felt his presence. He is either anangel or this is a dream. I open my hand and it’s a piece of paper with his name and number. I smile so wide my cheeks hurt, as I feel a rush of adrenaline.
After a couple of days of texting and chatting, we finally actually see each other. We meet up a couple of days later in the store parking lot. I get out and get in his truck. We talk and tell each other more about ourselves. I am barely able to keep from visibly, physically shaking. I am so excited. He has on a gold necklace with a bar and circle clasp and a round coin that looks like the Versace logo, a black T-shirt with a Lamborghini logo, black slacks and black loafers with no socks. I like it all. Very unique very stylish and he wears it all so casually. It’s a perfect outfit to compliment his body. Long lean legs, tapered waist, strong chest and very broad shoulders, strong arms and hands. His face is chiseled like a Greek God, and his eyes are a breathtaking site-light bright grey, one may be a darker grey or green and his lips mesmerize me. I watch him talk. BREATHE. Breathe slowly I tell myself. Calm down.
We finally hold hands and touch. He just puts his forehead on mine. With our foreheads together we just breathed. In and out…the intensity and sparks building up. He smells me and I smell him. It’s animalistic. It’s like a lion and lioness getting to know each other. It’s like some sort of ritual that we both know is necessary. We do this for several minutes. Just touching and smelling. Exploring each other, almost melding and blending together. We touched our lips together. Just barely kissed…and we kept touching our lips together. Little kisses. He kisses me all over my face. My eyes, nose, cheeks and always returns to the lips. I am doing the same. In between all this kissing we are touching our faces, cheeks noses and necks together in some sort of chakra connecting ritual. It came naturally. This ritual and sort of a dance, so to speak of touching and connecting. Necking like teenagers, but so much more. We were meshing our auras. We were entering each other’s personal magnetic field. It was magnetic. It was electric. It was chemical and it was definitely physical. More heavy breathing and touching. Both of us breathing harder and finding it easier to breathe in each other’s exhalation. We are syncing in a way that is binding. Finally we kiss. Our tongues grazing, poking and probing each other’s mouths softly, just exploring, tasting. And suddenly, as the urgency builds up, he sticks his tongue fully in my mouth and it makes my mouth water. Something inside me melts. I think it’s my frozen heart. I had dreamt of this moment, the moment when someone could make me feel again. Feel alive and so very wanted. This time it’s different, it is magical. It is delicious. It is divine and spiritual and I am sated with just these kisses. That’s all. I am full.
I hear the bells. Ch’ing Ch’ing Ch’ing. Ch’ing Ch’ing Ch’ing. Soft chimes. Almost like that of a cell phone ringing. And ringing…it sounds like the illumination tone on my phone. Then I think “a ding ding, a ding ding. Before I even open my eyes, I wake up smiling. It’s my cell phone ringing. I shake my head, knowing and still smiling and answer the phone.
