I Found Shelter In You

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We sat in front of a fountain, the excitement in the air was so thick you could taste it. You talked of music and artists while I held onto your every sentence, taking in as much of you as I could get. I pondered our different tastes…but you kept me mesmerized and wanting more. Your crystal blue eyes, so deep I could swim in them, and your perfect yet genuine smile…so alluring, I held onto your words like a life jacket, needing them to stay afloat and not drown in your intoxicating intensity. With the sun slowly disappearing into the night, it was the perfect moment for a stroll, and I wanted to go to a local restaurant a few blocks away, so we were off.

As we walked and you entertained me, as if on cue, the sky suddenly began to cry…pouring on us with such immediate force we had to run for cover. I remember laughing like a child, as we found an awning to huddle under, wondering what we were to do next. We looked to each other and decided together to run from one to the next, in search of greater shelter. I hadn’t known you long, but in these moments I found myself so comfortable and filled with adventure…in a situation that would normally prove exasperating. Instead it was exhilarating and liberating, and I found you more and more attractive by the second. Running from awning to awning, up a hill in the downpour, we noticed a car garage and swiftly resolved to stop there to collect ourselves. We sprinted and made it to the garage, wringing our clothes and attempting to tame our wet hair. Abruptly, our eyes met, and I swear volts of electricity shot through us. I pictured you storming toward me and grabbing me for the most passionate kiss of my life…but we merely stared for what seemed like hours, until we broke contact and continued to dry off what we could. Words were barely spoken. I was so stirred by you and the moment I felt like it wasn’t real. How could a man I barely knew affect me and awaken me at such a stimulating and steamy pace, with such innocence? You had my attention completely, with no intention of losing it.

As lightning is a brilliant yet fleeting phenomenon, so was our moment, and we decided to stick to our plan of visiting the restaurant, since it was closer than our cars. I used my phone’s GPS, and we headed back out into the rain. My phone kept malfunctioning from the raindrops, and was leading us in circles. I could feel the frustration building, so I caught the attention of a gentleman walking and asked where the restaurant was. He pointed us in the right direction, and since we were very close, we continued on. Finally we made it and rushed inside, out of the weather, dripping everywhere and hoping to be welcomed. We were, graciously, though you were so shy and worried about our appearance. I told you it didn’t matter, and that we shouldn’t care what people think. We sat at a table drinking water while I ordered a small salad. The entire restaurant was staring at us, and to this day I believe it was due to our chemistry and not just our sopping clothes. Our conversation was small, but on the inside I was doing cartwheels after our rainy escapade. I finished my salad and you grabbed the bill, and as we got ready to leave, a waitress asked what had happened to us. I told her how we were caught unexpectedly in the rain…and then I saw someone I knew who, overhearing the exchange, kindly offered to loan us an umbrella for our inevitable, and dreaded-until-that-very-moment, return walk. It was the owner’s, and we promised to bring it back.

Emerging back into the night, you opened the umbrella for us, and handed it to me to carry, then astonishingly, you wrapped your arm around my waist. I walked as perfectly as I could, not wanting to be freed from your grasp. I felt so warm and safe, even being drenched to the bone, but your arms were and still are so protective. I remember thinking that it was the most romantic and unsurpassable date I’d ever experienced, and jokingly wondered if I was living in a movie. I still wonder that sometimes…you’re so amazing…and you take my breath away daily.

And for the record, I’ll never return that umbrella. ©

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