| After the policeman had taken my statement and insurance information, I realized I didn't have a ride home. I had no family in town, and even though there were several friends I could call, all of them would be at work this time of day. When AJ piped up and offered me a ride home, I was quick to accept. I didn't particularly want be dropped off at my house in a police car, but even more I'll have to admit that I was intrigued by him. He opened the passenger door of his Escalade for me, and his fingertips momentarily grazed the small of my back as he helped me inside. It was kind of funny how that one little bit of contact affected me. It was a simple gentlemanly gesture, but the sensation it caused was disproportionately pleasant. I found myself smiling happily at him like this was a date or something, not just a ride home from an interesting stranger. It took about 15 minutes to get to my house, but I wished it had lasted longer. It hadn't taken me long to make up my mind about AJ. I liked him. Liked him a lot. He struck me as being good natured and funny, easy to talk to. He had a deep, throaty voice that I liked hearing. But more than anything I liked looking at him, and I loved the way he looked back at me. I'd done quite a bit of dating since a bad break-up three years earlier, but I couldn't recall ever being this immediately attracted to someone, even my ex-boyfriend. When we pulled into the driveway of my house, I realized I didn't want to just let him drop me off and disappear. My heart was pounding when I asked him if he would like to come in for a drink. I made the excuse that I wanted a drink to calm my frazzled nerves caused by the accident. Actually I was already feeling just fine, and it was because of him. The truth was that I wanted to keep him with me a little longer. I was so glad when he enthusiastically accepted. I grinned when he offered his hand to me as I got out of the truck. I took it, thanking him, enjoying the momentary warmth of his fingers touching mine. I had a fleeting thought about how out of character it was for me to invite a strange man into my house, but it was gone as soon as it came. |
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