Harry, I’m not going to start acting like a stupid teenage stalker just to satisfy your curiosity,” I stated firmly. As Harriet was Virgin Atlantic cabin crew, she regularly sent me pictures of various celebs that were on her flights. It was just a shame that a lot of the time I hadn’t got a clue who these supposed celebs were.
“Well, describe him to me, at least.”
“Tall, dark and handsome about covers Caleb Mackenzie. But he knows it, he’s clearly used to female attention.”
“Oh, is he up himself? That’s a shame,” Harry sighed.
“I wouldn’t say that exactly. He just seems comfortable in his own skin, he exudes this easy confidence. But he’s alright actually. Easy to work with, and at least for a Yank, he has a decent sense of humour. He doesn’t bullshit either, even though John and Steve are practically crawling up his arse trying to impress him.”
“Eeww, that must make you want to puke,” Harry shuddered. She’d listened to me complaining enough times about John and Steve to understand what I meant. “But at least it sounds as if you get on alright with this Caleb. You know, maybe you should consider having some fun with him. Maybe he could provide a way for you to finally let yourself go and start moving forward.” She winked suggestively as she nudged me.
“Don’t be so ridiculous, Harry! Caleb’s my boss’s boss’s boss, a senior executive over from the States for just a week, never to be seen again once he goes back,” I exclaimed in horror, thinking of my embarrassing confession to him yesterday. Why on earth I’d blurted out that I hadn't had sex with anyone since Drew had died, I had no idea. But I had to admit, Caleb had been really sweet, saying he was a good listener if I needed a sympathetic ear, and he’d seemed very sincere.
“Which is why he could be perfect,” Harry insisted. “However it turns out, he’ll be gone, hundreds of miles away, so that’ll be a definite end to your fling, with no embarrassment. Think about it. You’ve been fretting about how to move on, how to get back into dating again, which you know you have to at some point, unless you’re going to be celibate for the rest of your life.”
“How many times have we had this conversation before?” I sighed.
“Yes, and you never do anything about it, do you? Look, I know you’re not ready for any kind of a serious relationship yet, but why not grab this chance to spend some time with a sexy, handsome hunk, instead of being on your own as you usually are most evenings? Who knows, maybe it could lead to you having some hot sex with him, especially as there’d be no further expectations on either side, as you know he’s only here for a few days. And if you did, it would hopefully boost your confidence, break the ice, so to speak, for when you do meet someone you might be interested in having a relationship with. Trust me, in my experience, a man like this Caleb will almost certainly be great in the sack, and as he’s got time to kill while he’s over here for the week, I should think he’d be only too happy to have a lovely distraction like you.”
“This is a ridiculous conversation, Harry. Caleb is absolutely not my type, and anyway, men like him aren’t interested in women like me,” I stated in an attempt to quash her outrageous suggestion.
“Why not?” Harry persisted.
“Oh come on, let’s get real. Even if I were to take seriously what you’re suggesting, curvy, voluptuous and sexy, that’s what Caleb would be looking for. Not a skinny little frump like me,” I shrugged.
“Why do you do this, putting yourself down all the time? You have a great figure - Drew certainly thought you were sexy and couldn’t keep his hands off you, could he?” Harry scowled as she stared at me.
I couldn’t deny she’d witnessed the way Drew and I had been together many times, and that she was right, we had been great together.
I shrugged again, as I twirled the wine
“Well, describe him to me, at least.”
“Tall, dark and handsome about covers Caleb Mackenzie. But he knows it, he’s clearly used to female attention.”
“Oh, is he up himself? That’s a shame,” Harry sighed.
“I wouldn’t say that exactly. He just seems comfortable in his own skin, he exudes this easy confidence. But he’s alright actually. Easy to work with, and at least for a Yank, he has a decent sense of humour. He doesn’t bullshit either, even though John and Steve are practically crawling up his arse trying to impress him.”
“Eeww, that must make you want to puke,” Harry shuddered. She’d listened to me complaining enough times about John and Steve to understand what I meant. “But at least it sounds as if you get on alright with this Caleb. You know, maybe you should consider having some fun with him. Maybe he could provide a way for you to finally let yourself go and start moving forward.” She winked suggestively as she nudged me.
“Don’t be so ridiculous, Harry! Caleb’s my boss’s boss’s boss, a senior executive over from the States for just a week, never to be seen again once he goes back,” I exclaimed in horror, thinking of my embarrassing confession to him yesterday. Why on earth I’d blurted out that I hadn't had sex with anyone since Drew had died, I had no idea. But I had to admit, Caleb had been really sweet, saying he was a good listener if I needed a sympathetic ear, and he’d seemed very sincere.
“Which is why he could be perfect,” Harry insisted. “However it turns out, he’ll be gone, hundreds of miles away, so that’ll be a definite end to your fling, with no embarrassment. Think about it. You’ve been fretting about how to move on, how to get back into dating again, which you know you have to at some point, unless you’re going to be celibate for the rest of your life.”
“How many times have we had this conversation before?” I sighed.
“Yes, and you never do anything about it, do you? Look, I know you’re not ready for any kind of a serious relationship yet, but why not grab this chance to spend some time with a sexy, handsome hunk, instead of being on your own as you usually are most evenings? Who knows, maybe it could lead to you having some hot sex with him, especially as there’d be no further expectations on either side, as you know he’s only here for a few days. And if you did, it would hopefully boost your confidence, break the ice, so to speak, for when you do meet someone you might be interested in having a relationship with. Trust me, in my experience, a man like this Caleb will almost certainly be great in the sack, and as he’s got time to kill while he’s over here for the week, I should think he’d be only too happy to have a lovely distraction like you.”
“This is a ridiculous conversation, Harry. Caleb is absolutely not my type, and anyway, men like him aren’t interested in women like me,” I stated in an attempt to quash her outrageous suggestion.
“Why not?” Harry persisted.
“Oh come on, let’s get real. Even if I were to take seriously what you’re suggesting, curvy, voluptuous and sexy, that’s what Caleb would be looking for. Not a skinny little frump like me,” I shrugged.
“Why do you do this, putting yourself down all the time? You have a great figure - Drew certainly thought you were sexy and couldn’t keep his hands off you, could he?” Harry scowled as she stared at me.
I couldn’t deny she’d witnessed the way Drew and I had been together many times, and that she was right, we had been great together.
I shrugged again, as I twirled the wine
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