Tess tried not to feel upset and anxious.
She has been waiting for 45 minutes and the small sips of her drink had dwindled to the last remaining drop.
”After this drink, I am just going to leave,” she muttered.
”It’s not as if I needed this drink that badly, but I couldn’t very well sit and twiddle my thumbs while waiting for a dude who obviously has no plans of turning up.”
The Goose and Berry was not really her kind of place.
It’s a testosterone filled pub where men stared unabashedly at her, which made her throat tighten in discomfort.
”My mistake not to have taken Kate’s advise to heart.” She chided herself.
As the queen of online dates Kate has quite some experience under her belt.
”Always breeze in 10-15 minutes after the agreed time and if the dude is not seated and waiting, walk out quietly.” ”Never set off on the footing of sitting around and waiting for the guy to turn up.” A very bad trend! Kate advised.
Just as she signaled the waiter for her bill with her lovely manicured fingers, her late date came breezing in and as he ambled over, her internally wired male data appreciation did a quick scan.
He’s not bad looking.
”Tall” – Check
”Attractive” – Check very attractive.
Nicely turned out in his fitted deep blue jeans and light blue checkered shirt with rolled sleeves, which showed off appropriately muscled and brawny arms.
Not bad by half an inch, her inner goddess muttered but he obviously sucked at time keeping.
With a wry smile of apology he drawled an excuse of a meeting running late and battery running low.
He is easy on the eye like Sunday morning and she was willing to take his excuse.
”Who knows? We might hit it off.” She thought.
She felt the stirrings of attraction – on her side at least, and as she ran her appreciative eyes once again from his face downwards, her zoom lens zeroed in on a well placed hickey by his left ear.
She blinked and stared. Yes indeed, its a hickey and even a faint trace of lipstick and powder on his collar.
Maybe it’s an enthusiastic colleague, she excused the hickey.
”My apologies once again,” Tim said. ”So what would you like to eat, have you had something?”
”Hmm!” She thought ”Ah! A guy who likes to take charge of things.”
They ordered and got comfortable in getting better acquainted beyond the online basics and everything seemed to rhyme well, but Tess’s eyes couldn’t stay away from straying to the hickey and powdered collar now and again.
He had her laughing in no time, sending the right vibes up and down her spine.
”He’s worth several more dates.” Her inner goddess sighed in agreement.
”Good sense of humour” – check.
”Seems confident in himself” – check.
She tried to rein in her runaway thoughts, but he stood up suddenly and before she could say Linda, a buxom fireball of a lady descended on them, fireballs stance all taut and poised for a showdown.
”Tim, what a surprise.” Uttered fireball in a voice that dripped with lethal anger and not too surprised.
”This must be your illustrious business partner.” Fireball gave Tess a disdainful look.
Tess was quick to deduce that fireball must be the hickey planter and lipstick owner.
”Close your mouth darling. I am sure you thought I was too stupid not to know that something didn’t add up with your sudden flux of meetings in recent times. I had to confirm my suspicions for myself.”
Tess quickly gathered her wits and her handbag and made a quick exit. She didn’t want to get caught in the flak of an angry woman’s tirade.
”What a philandering Tomcat!” She shook her head as she tried to process the entire scene.
”Why on Earth do I always manage to find the dodgy, cheating characters?” She muttered in resigned sadness.
The links to other parts are attached in case you haven’t read the previous series.
© Jacqueline Oby-Ikocha
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