One Night Stand (Part 2)

This is how one of the best days of my life that turned into mush started. lol. When I write, I try not to share to much around "time" (you know the days, or nights in between these experiences) but just know a day has passed, there was sight seeing, there was day drinking there was a club. There was my friend leaving me at the club with him and his friends, there was a 6-inch from subway, there was me walking barefoot on the marble floors in the casino. (The floor felt like ice under my toes, and the balls of my feet. It felt good.) My feet were aching a little from my heels. There was me taking a shower, and there was me getting some sleep)

I wake up, slide my eye shade up. (The half eaten subway sandwich is on the night stand. I sit up, and proceed to finish my late night snack, lol. (thats how you know zero fcuks were currently given. I hear my friend laughing at me, I could care less lmao. I'm focused on not having a headache, and I want my liver to be ok, because I'm gonna do this again, this meaning drink. Lol)

Its 7:40 am. My body clock is still on Houston time so I'm up early as heck. I shoot him a text. Lets do brunch, I read about a spot that has Bottomless Mimosas and decent prices (not tourists prices.) He responds "lets do it" It sounded like a great Idea, we brunch, we drink, we hit a day party, and I take my tail back to Houston, Texas, and he goes back to somewhere on the planet.)

(1st MISTAKE, lmmfao)

I get up moving with a quickness. Remember I'm not by myself. I have to devise a plan to ditch my friend because we decided that we would ditch our friends and hang out. I start moving. "Hey girl, I'm gonna go meet up with dude for brunch, and we're gonna hit a pool party you should come link with us after. " (basically, I'm going to hang with ole boy, and Ima see YO ass later, lol) I slip into this all Black swimsuit. Its mesh, and the name online said Eagle. (When I put it on, my friend said, Oh? Ok! lmao) I knew it was a lot. (at the time I was working out regularly, and It was time to let it all hang out, I had been through a lot and basically. EFF IT. It's finally the fourth. I need to be festive. Grabbed some light weight denim shorts out of my suitcase, and a red and white striped Racerback tank. I tied this American flag print bandana on my hair. (well, around my twists) and grabbed my fanny pack. I went ahead and packed my bag because I had one of those dreadful midnight flights. (it was the best price) my plan was to party, shower, and head to the airport, and sleep on the flight. Loaded my charger, some lip gloss, a few other "essentials" and made my way to the door. "Bye girl! hit me later, we wanna go to a pool party." Notice I didn't say what she said, because in my mind I didn't hear anything she was saying. I was focused on the matter at hand... and she was NOT that matter. lmbo.

I uber over to his hotel (all of $5 bucks.) I ask him what's the room number? He replies.

Im riding in the car, AC on BLAST, I see Calvin Harris's face plastered to the side of the hotel. I guess he has a residency here, or maybe he is DJ'ing somewhere tonight but I'll be gone tonight. As I'm walking through the lobby I see a group of good looking men. Different shades of Chocolate, Caramel, Dark Chocolate, and French Vanilla. They have on the perfect attire for this town, muscle shirts, board/swim trunks, shades, and flip flops. They all look like they have at least ONE home girl or girlfriend to tell them that its a good idea to manscape. (Guys if you don't know, manscaping does not make you less masculine, it makes you hella sexy especially when the suns out. "Suns out, guns out!" Taco meat is NOT appealing, it makes me wanna "PEEL" some hot wax off your skin, and rip it from the follicles. lmao) These guys had not One ounce of hair (not on their legs either, I could only imagine the what was happening below those trunks, lol) I know they're looking at me, I'm trying my best not to make direct eye contact, lol. I swear the one I did catch eyes with licked his lips. Chile help me... Let me get up here to this room. I'm just minding my business Lord. lmao.

I make my way through the smoky hotel lobby (uggh) and onto the elevators. The sounds of all the slot machines just sounds like an uproar of my classroom when we are trying to get our Orff instruments together. I walked like I knew where I was going so no one would ask me for a room key, cuz I didn't have one. I make my way up, I love how they have the hotel decorated, I'm also a sucker for those hotels that pump out air freshener when you first walk in. (the scent always brings you back to that particular place in time) I remember it like it was yesterday.

So my nerves start to set in. (I'm at his door) I take a deep breath. (I know what you're thinking, haven't you hung out already? Yes, and haven't you guys seen each other already??? Yes. Why are you trippin') Im trippin' because I sort of like this guy. If I like a guy, I'm nervous around him. If I don't get "goofy around you, its because I don't like you, and 9 times out of 10 I'm not attracted to you" I struggle to keep my cool, but I can. lol.

I knock on the door. (Knock, Knock, Knock)

He opens it...

I ain't gon do yall like that this time.... I'm gonna keep the story going. lmbo (those DM's kill me every time.)

I walk in.. it looks like a damn bomb went off. I said, what the heck happened in here, lmbo. He said man, that's what happens when you have too many drunk dudes in one room. (In my mind, I know he prolly had bitches bouncing off the walls but like I said the first time. He's not my man, and its not my business, or my concern. All I knew to be true that he was single, and so was I.)

I found me a spot on the corner of the bed. I said you bout ready?? He looked tired like maybe he hadn't washed his face or his ass for that matter, lmao. He said, yeah let me brush my teeth. (I was thinking, this dude had a rough night, lmbo. No telling what happened when I left him at the club. There was a swarm of girls around him. They were giving me the "We hate your guts face"(cuz I was cute) He and his friends looked like they had money, so you know that's a magnet for thirsty girls. I gave the waitress a tip to just keep my glass full from the array of bottles him and his friends bought. I sat barefoot on the couch in a cream colored low cut jumper sipping drinks, and having side bar convos with random people who came up to me. Gave my number out a few times, prayed to God the drinks I was being passed weren't laced, and just enjoyed the night. I just sipped and continued to let my black girl magic intoxicate the room. I don't know how to turn off anyway)

Here it is, a new day. Apparently he did shower, he just looks like hell frozen over because of the alcohol consumption from last nights festivities, lol. He put on the typical guy summer outfit, basically a printed style casual Polo shirt, and Navy blue shorts. (at least that what I remember) We make our way to the restaurant and we walk in, I can't lie, I love the decor of this place. It has memorabilia from real artists. Grammy's, outfits, gold records, and each item has a rich history to follow. (you know how much I love music)

The waitress says "Two???" (Im thinking nah 20) yeah two girl who else do you see??? lol. I say yes, two. She says inside or out, we both say in unison "Out" Its hot as fcuk, but people sat outside out in these parts, they hung out like it was perfectly normal, so we did too.

The waitress comes up and says "Can I get you anything? We both settle on bottomless mimosas and Chicken and Waffles. She smiled, and said. OK. (she sort of said it like she was devious) I didn't pay it any mind really. He and I were engulfed in great conversation, he shared with me the ins and outs of his trip, and we weren't paying a lot of attention, did not allow our glasses to be empty. By the end of the brunch between the two of us, we had about four bottles of "mimosas" She NEVER let our glasses get down low. We kept chatting, and drinking, and NOT paying attention.

2nd Mistake

Remember this is the first time after about a year of chatting being alone together. We had tons to catch up on. The time together was nice, the food was decent, the mimosas were deadly. He seemed cool. Cool enough to continue to talk to. (We finish up, he pays the bill, we stand up...and then the reality of hours of mimosa drinking sets in.) Its hot, and were full of liquor. We stumble out of the restaurant, and make our way back to his hotel. We go upstairs, and decide to change clothes and head to a pool party named after a place for people who have a certain type of sickness, an they go here to get "recovery" I thought the name was memorable.

As we changed clothes, something clicked in us, and we connected.

It was like fresh coffee.

You wake up and you know you want it.

You remember how good it is, and how it warms your soul.

Even though you have to wait a little while for it, its worth the wait.

You pour it in, is slides down the side of the mug, and swirls around at the bottom.

The steam rises, almost as if you can swirl it around your finger.

You smell it, and it awakens your senses, it makes the hair on the back of your neck stand.

You add a little cream, it makes it "thicker" and sweet.

Giving it a stir, to make it blend together, you move your wrist in a circular motion, around and around until you feel its "good" enough.

Then the best moment, the climactic moment, when you're ready to taste it.

You "blow" it because its "hot" and then you prepare your mouth for the best aromatic blend of coffee in the middle of the day.

Yummy....

We, freshened up, and floated to the lobby, (literally we were feeling so good, satisfied from brunch, and lunch) We ordered an Uber, and made our way to the party. OH yeah my friend.. (I forgot she's here with me. lol) I shoot her a text, and say "Hey girl, come meet us at this place! Here is the addy!" She responds, "oh girl, Im over here with some folks, you need to come over here. I met some cool people!"I said ok, well Ill just catch up with you later, possibly when were headed to the airport."

We get to the entrance, they say, your nipple is trying to come in. I said HUH? Apparently my unruly nipples wanted to come the party too. They just refused to stay hidden behind the eagle! She asked if I had pasties, I said no, but luckily I brought an all white swimsuit in my bag. I change, and now? its party time.

This party is LIT. Its just the two of us. I don't know where his friends are, and neither does he and, I don't know where my friend is exactly. But we both seemed to be more focused on having a good time with each other. He suggests getting a locker. I'm like lets just put our stuff in a towel somewhere. "Mr. Black American Express card" wasn't having it. He purchased a locker for us, and then we head to the bar. Were all over the place still extremely drunk, and then he decides to get us these souvenir cups. Lets just say we had about three of them. (horrible idea) I feel like I remember shots at some point. Kind of...lol???

3rd Mistake

WE party, and party, and Paaaarrrrty and Party. I remember snatching some girl up for spending too much time dancing on him. I said you can dance for a little bit now move bitch. lmao. (Lord help us) He was a fucking unicorn in a sea of horses. Of course he stood out. He stood out the same way and was attractive to others the same way I saw him. He was Handsome, Tall, and had a beautiful smile. All the ingredients to make a potentially arrogant asshole, who may entertain several women at the same time.. because.. He can... All the ladies loved him. I didn't love him but I knew what had just happened a little while ago, and I planned to have MORE coffee again before I left without any interference from these other broads. lol. I remember him telling me to settle down. I remember falling into the deep end of the pool too, I remember being pulled out by him, every time I think of this to myself, I literally laugh out loud. I was delirious, and we were having the time of our lives. I remember amazing music. I remember sick energy. Especially this one song. It seemed to be the soundtrack of the trip...

Dopest lyrics...

Moving on, We decide we've had enough, if we stay any longer, we would probably end up dying in this place, lmmfao. Common sense was now leaving and we were getting more and more "dumb" Drunk Dumb, lol. I told him I was going to go get our stuff from the locker. I was at the point I was moving, but, my mind was moving about 5 minutes after me, lmao. I get to the locker, and open it and start to get everything out of it.

Some guy started talking to me, in the back of my drunken mind I knew I needed to get away from this guy. I knew if I was gone too long, He was gonna come looking for me, and sure he did just like my drunk mind had imagined. He comes up there (drunk as shit) with his fine self. (at some point the bandana on my head ended up on his. I can't remember the exact point of transition, lmbo. I knew when he came up there, he had it on. I heard him say, who is this whack ass ______!? I immediately said, Nah, calm down, like you told me, lmao. I just remember hearing him say a bunch of curse words, the dude was looking at us like we were having a domestic disturbance. lmao. We were just drunk arguing about absolutely nothing. lmao.

It gets fuzzy... I have visions of walking through the hotel back to the Uber pick up area, but I honestly cant remember the walk in its entirety. I faintly remember him fussing but I learned how to tune people out long time ago, as cute as he was, he was not exempt, lol... I just let my thoughts fade. We made it back to the hotel, somehow, and made it back to the room, somehow, we found a way to connect again. Despite our drunken state, we live in this moment, we soothe sip, and finally up, up, and away...

Lights Out. Refer to Part 1 if you're feeling lost. (We're just waking up..)

He hops up, and starts getting dressed. I said. Where are you going? He said man, my friends text me, they've been looking for me, he said they're out I'm going to go meet them! He starts to get dressed running around, now in underwear, and a shirt. I get up and start to get dressed too. He says well, I know you missed your flight, Where are you going. I said, the only thing I wanna do is return these missed calls, eat, shower, and sleep. My flight leaves tomorrow at 11 30 am. He said Really? Mine too. I said, ok well, have fun with your friends. I got dressed and say, I'm tired friend. I catch up with you later. I knew I needed food, and sleep.

I grabbed an uber, and jumped in wearing yesterday's clothes. Walk of "No frikkn shame" because I hand an amazing time. lol. My legs feel like lead. I hop out the uber and I can immediately see the difference in people who just arrived, and people who are ready to go home, lmbo. They just had a different look one look refreshed, the other look exhausted. I am sure I was the latter. When you first arrive here? You do the town, by day four, the town does you, lol. I walk through the smoke free lobby, what a blessing, I could breathe, I flash my room card, because Im sure I was walking with the confidence of a bum, lmbo. I lean against the elevator wall, and look up at the ceiling of the elevator. I laugh to myself my thoughts were just about as unpure as this scene from Unfaithful... (watch it..the whole thing)

I find myself feeling my muscles twitch, as I reminisce about our time together.. I grab my stomach because I swear I can feel my body reacting to my thoughts. (get me off this elevator) It stops, I'm on my floor. I go to the room and hope the room key works. Because we would've been gone by now had I not had this awesome mishap. I had NO desire to call my friend and say, Hey, can you get them to let me in the room. (The reservation was under her name, she had "mad" points. (shout out to my friend Tisha for the Brooklyn slang she taught me. #madprops) I digress...

Anyway, I put the key in, and hallelu, it works, lol. I step in, the room its quiet, its a comfortable temperature. Its clean, it smells good, and there is my lonely suitcase in the corner. All of her belongings are gone. Sigh of relief, lol, not that she's gone, but I enjoy engagement in quiet time alone (Its an only child thing.) Besides this was a high energy trip, I needed to come down off this high, and this quiet empty hotel room was just the beginning. I look at ordering room service, I tell them I'll charge it to my card because I be DAMNED if I charge it to the room. LMBO. Anyway, I place an order, strip down and stand in front of the window butt naked. If they can see me, oh well, they will never see me again. lol.

I put my phone on the charger, and walk my naked body all over this room. I turn on some music and start dancing too... Everything just all out. lmbo.

I turn to walk to the bathroom, this has been all of about 20 minutes. My phone chimes.. He texts and says, I'm on the way, whats your room number?" He says, "Put some clothes on lets go eat, and chill. Man, I'm so tired." I laugh, I said, "Yeah, I don't know how you were about to go out anywhere. When you got up I was like man fcuk that ish, I'm going to sleep. lol. I say "cool"

I cancel my room service order, I take a hot shower with the door wide open, air dry, find something in my suitcase that hasn't been worn. I get dressed, He knocks...

He walks in, "Ya'll bougie as fcuk" I'm like bruh, "Shut the Hell up" he said, I don't take you for bougie, He said, You seem so down to earth, and just cool as fuck.. Oh, yeah this yo homegirls choice huh. I laughed.. "Can we just go eat, please??? He was crakkn' up. He kept on, How are ya'll friends??? Leave it be sir. Where we going, I don't wanna leave the hotel. He said we don't have to, we make our way to one of the restaurants in the lobby. My homegirl and I had already eaten at this place so I knew it had some pretty good food. We ate, we talked, we laughed about the day. We agreed it was the most fun we'd had with the opposite sex. You know how it is.. its fun with your girls, and its fun when you're with a dude. But its levels to it, Idk what it was about the two of us, or maybe we just had the right ingredients, but our energy was off the rocker that day. It has become nostalgic for me, I think it always will be.

Dinner was good. I don't remember what we ate.... We retreat to the room we have the curtains open, we can see the glow, from the city.. we sink into the bed. He grabs this tablet plugged up by the bed, Yo, this is bougie as fcuk. The tablet changes the tv channel, the room temperature, opens and closes the curtains, drops the black out panels, turns the room lights off and on, including the bathroom. It was kinda bougie, I admit it... lol.

I snuggle up against him in my Wonder Woman night gown, and he in his underwear.. we drift off to sleep. Until I'm awaken, by the the coffee pot.. its brewing.. I can feel it... the only light I see now, is the dim lights from the city, its now pitch black outside. I can see the shadows of our bodies in the light, I can feel the warmth of his skin against mine. Its sweet, its soft, it feels like love, but I now that this is NOT fucking love, it didn't make like love, but it was passionate like love, it was deep, it was sensual. We melted into each other, I remembered this as the ending of this epic weekend, my mind drifted. It made me sad for a moment for I knew I was going home soon, and I would soon be absent from this feeling. I re-focused on him, we were deep in this moment, we in a position that allow full control from both parties, and both of our needs were maintained, and met. The cup is empty, the coffee is gone. We drift away...

I have no sense of time... I'm lost..

I hear his voice..

"Crystal"

(in my half sleep sound, huh.. with my lips pursed together)

"Look at this...."

(I wipe my eyes and I can see the glow from his phone, I was tucked under him)

His phone says... "What have you done to my friend, I haven't heard from her, and I don't know you well enough to trust you. So where is she?"

(I sit up.. and say WHAT!? Oh my gosh he was awake because his body on a different time clock) He was just getting around to his Messages, apparently my friend had done everything but call the cops, oh my lord.)

In true ass hole fashion.... he responds "She's good, she laying right here with me."

My friend???? Uttered not another word...

We sleep.

We wake.

We pack.

We separate, only to meet at the airport in one of the luxury airport lounges.

We skip the free drinks, lol and settle for water and food.

Its boarding time.

We embrace in the middle of the airport.

I love the way his chin sinks into my forehead.

He says, I want to see you again...

I say, We can make that happen...

We part.

I board.

I'm home.