messages are from her. Interesting, it would
seem that someone has missed me. A big grin tugs at my mouth as I
read the first message…
Donovan,
I’m so sorry, I fell asleep on you last night. Write
me back when you can, okay, sexy man?
Zoie
Sexy man, huh? Observant girl. I smirk as I
open the second message.
Donovan,
I wanted to let you know that I’m going to the gym,
I won’t be back for awhile, so write me!!
Waiting…
Zoie
And, the third.
Donovan,
I’m back from the gym, hurry up and write me haha!!!
Where are you mister?
Zoie
I relax back in my chair, drinking the last
of my coffee while reading over the messages for a second time. I
hate to be a pessimist, but does this girl scream “stalker” to you
as well? It could be that she is just excited to hear back from
me…or it could be that she is just another in a long line of
crazies that I seem to be attracting lately? Fuck it. I will
respond. Nothing ventured, nothing gained, right?
Zoie,
Good afternoon. My apologies for the delay in
responding. I had an early breakfast meeting this morning, and it
just wrapped up a few moments ago. How was your workout? What are
your plans for the day?
Regards, Donovan
There is a knock at the door of my suite,
and as I stand to go and answer it, I hear a “new message” alert
ping for the site coming from my laptop. Well, that was fast. It’s
more than obvious that she wants me. She clearly has impeccable
taste in men.
I open the door with a shit-eating grin on
my face…what can I say? This is sort of exciting. Seeing that it is
the maid to clear away the trays from the meeting this morning, I
stand aside to let her in and go right back to my laptop to read
the new message from Zoie.
D,
FINALLY!! Haha, I thought you left me. Don’t ever do
that again, k? My workout was good, thanks. How’s Vegas? Are you
winning any money? Hurry and come home so we can meet, haha.
Zoie
Wow. I can’t help but laugh at the message.
She is something else. There is definitely a lot of energy
there…that is apparent. I am still intrigued, though, so I
respond.
Zoie,
No, I haven’t left you, just busy with work as this
is a business trip. As I mentioned before, I won’t be home for
another week, so you’re going to have to be patient for now. Why
don’t you tell me more about yourself and what it is that you’re
looking for?
Regards, Donovan
Message sent. I notice the time on my laptop
and realize that I’ve got to get my ass in gear. Meeting number two
is thirty minutes from now, and this one is with the Clark County
Liquor and Gaming licensing board. There are so many things
involved with the opening of a new hotel in Las Vegas.
I change into my black pinstriped casual
business suit, switch off my laptop and go down to the lobby to see
if my pre-scheduled limo is ready to take me to the meeting. During
the drive, I go over the last few messages exchanged with Zoie in
my already-cluttered head. I think about the last few nightmarish
dates and close-call disaster dates that I have been on lately.
When did this all become so hard? Alright,
so maybe I haven’t really been searching for something serious for
awhile, but damn! I have dated my fair share in the past and I
can’t remember it ever being this complicated.
We arrive at the county building, and I am
more than happy to replace these thoughts with more productive
thoughts of business. I have now decided that dating and searching
for “the one” will probably be the death of me.
Another day of meetings down…another day
closer to going home. As excited as I am to have Pisa actually a
reality now, I will always prefer Malibu over Las Vegas. 110 degree
weather is just not my idea of a good time.
I order up a nice room-service-style steak
dinner before undressing and jumping into a steamy hot shower. I
can’t help but wonder what kind of messages I may have waiting for
me in my inbox at the dating site…I did disappear on Zoie
seem that someone has missed me. A big grin tugs at my mouth as I
read the first message…
Donovan,
I’m so sorry, I fell asleep on you last night. Write
me back when you can, okay, sexy man?
Zoie
Sexy man, huh? Observant girl. I smirk as I
open the second message.
Donovan,
I wanted to let you know that I’m going to the gym,
I won’t be back for awhile, so write me!!
Waiting…
Zoie
And, the third.
Donovan,
I’m back from the gym, hurry up and write me haha!!!
Where are you mister?
Zoie
I relax back in my chair, drinking the last
of my coffee while reading over the messages for a second time. I
hate to be a pessimist, but does this girl scream “stalker” to you
as well? It could be that she is just excited to hear back from
me…or it could be that she is just another in a long line of
crazies that I seem to be attracting lately? Fuck it. I will
respond. Nothing ventured, nothing gained, right?
Zoie,
Good afternoon. My apologies for the delay in
responding. I had an early breakfast meeting this morning, and it
just wrapped up a few moments ago. How was your workout? What are
your plans for the day?
Regards, Donovan
There is a knock at the door of my suite,
and as I stand to go and answer it, I hear a “new message” alert
ping for the site coming from my laptop. Well, that was fast. It’s
more than obvious that she wants me. She clearly has impeccable
taste in men.
I open the door with a shit-eating grin on
my face…what can I say? This is sort of exciting. Seeing that it is
the maid to clear away the trays from the meeting this morning, I
stand aside to let her in and go right back to my laptop to read
the new message from Zoie.
D,
FINALLY!! Haha, I thought you left me. Don’t ever do
that again, k? My workout was good, thanks. How’s Vegas? Are you
winning any money? Hurry and come home so we can meet, haha.
Zoie
Wow. I can’t help but laugh at the message.
She is something else. There is definitely a lot of energy
there…that is apparent. I am still intrigued, though, so I
respond.
Zoie,
No, I haven’t left you, just busy with work as this
is a business trip. As I mentioned before, I won’t be home for
another week, so you’re going to have to be patient for now. Why
don’t you tell me more about yourself and what it is that you’re
looking for?
Regards, Donovan
Message sent. I notice the time on my laptop
and realize that I’ve got to get my ass in gear. Meeting number two
is thirty minutes from now, and this one is with the Clark County
Liquor and Gaming licensing board. There are so many things
involved with the opening of a new hotel in Las Vegas.
I change into my black pinstriped casual
business suit, switch off my laptop and go down to the lobby to see
if my pre-scheduled limo is ready to take me to the meeting. During
the drive, I go over the last few messages exchanged with Zoie in
my already-cluttered head. I think about the last few nightmarish
dates and close-call disaster dates that I have been on lately.
When did this all become so hard? Alright,
so maybe I haven’t really been searching for something serious for
awhile, but damn! I have dated my fair share in the past and I
can’t remember it ever being this complicated.
We arrive at the county building, and I am
more than happy to replace these thoughts with more productive
thoughts of business. I have now decided that dating and searching
for “the one” will probably be the death of me.
Another day of meetings down…another day
closer to going home. As excited as I am to have Pisa actually a
reality now, I will always prefer Malibu over Las Vegas. 110 degree
weather is just not my idea of a good time.
I order up a nice room-service-style steak
dinner before undressing and jumping into a steamy hot shower. I
can’t help but wonder what kind of messages I may have waiting for
me in my inbox at the dating site…I did disappear on Zoie
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