He is the friend of a recent acquaintance, The Magus. When we were introduced he had lived up to his reputation as an incorrigible flirt, despite the fact that I was on a date with his friend.
And why should Bastille Day be any different?
I smiled as I greeted him.
"Hi" he smiled back "Where's (The Magus)?"
"I don't know...I'm not here with him." I replied archly.
His manner immediately changed, became more playful.
"Well, are you here with me, then?"
"I could be..." I crooned, unable to resist "but I'm actually here with somebody else. Another time...?"
"Yeah..." he said with a self-satisfied smile. " 'cause you're the most beautiful---"
"Yeah, another time..." I interrupted. My date returned with coffee and dessert in hand and I introduced him to the interloper. Flirty Boy, meet Shark-Bite (more on all of the new players later).
"Nice to see you again." Flirty Boy said as he went to rejoin his friends. I could see that he kept casting the occasional glance in my direction. I excused myself to use the ladies' room, and out of the corner of my eye, I saw Flirty Boy watching me.
When I came out of the restroom, he was standing just outside it, in the little hallway.
Without a word, he moved toward me, hands moving over my arms. I felt the wall behind me, not quite knowing how I ended up pressed against it. He touched his cheek to mine for a moment, then kissed me full on the lips. I kissed him back with equal abandon.
Public, illicit, inappropriate displays with a near-stranger... does it get more fun and exciting? One more second and we'd be locked in a bathroom stall, I just knew it.
I pulled away as I remembered my date, patiently waiting for me.
"We should hang out sometime" I called out as I turned to walk back into the dining room. I couldn't help but grin as I thought about the look of bewilderment I saw on his face just before I turned away.
The only way for him to track me down easily will be to ask The Magus.
I was laughing mischievously by the time I returned to my table, to my date.
Vive la Revolution!