My friend and I go salsa dancing often, and we have taken a few Kizomba classes, but she is from Chile, so salsa is in her blood. I am shy when I dance, so I am reserved, but I know I have the potential to be amazing once I have a few drinks hahaha. Considering I am not consistent with salsa, I love a strong partner because the man leads and I fall right into place, so whichever way he leads, I will follow.

One Friday night, a few years ago, we went dancing and had a great time as always. I had a couple dance partners that night, but I exchanged numbers with one of the gentlemen, so if we go dancing on the same night, we can dance together. He’s in Georgia, but from NYC, and he would go back home often, and I was going to LA and traveling often, so we never ran into each other on the scene again. However, we would text from time to time, and it faded. Well, he texted recently, and I knew the text wasn’t meant for me because we haven’t texted in a couple of years, and I had no idea what the hell he was talking about hahaha. So I responded and let him know he texted me by accident, and he apologized, asked how I was doing, and told me he was texting someone with the same name and explained the project they were working on. We have chatted since then, sent a few texts, and he reached out to meet up, but I was not available.

I don’t know much about him, but I can tell that he is very intelligent and a great writer based on the text messages.  I don’t remember what he looks like, but I don’t think we chat enough to ask for a photo, and to be honest, we might not ever meet up again. Well, he texted last week and told me about his visit to NYC and the events that took place. I felt this was a great opportunity to ask for a photo, so a couple of days later I asked if he had any photos from the event, and he sent a few, but none of them were of him.  A few minutes later, he sent a photo and said he had to get a selfie due to the perfect bathroom lighting. I’ll be damn! 😍 I am looking at the photo with my mouth hanging open because I am at a loss for words. This man is so damn handsome it took me a minute to gather my words.  How did I forget this man was breathtaking? I shared that it was a great photo, and I am glad he had a great trip.

I texted that I am sure he doesn’t remember what I look like since it’s been years since we met, and he respectfully disagreed.  He remembers what I look like; he described my friend and texted that he will share more when we meet in person. 😊

Until next time!

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