DANIEL part 2
I sat picking at my Caesars salad looking at Dan consume a “humungous “steak, salad and lots of crispy thin French fries. Periodically he stopped eating, picked up a French fry, dipped it in the creamy mayonnaise and placed it in my mouth.
I sat there not believing what I was thinking. Apart from the fact that I was really attracted to this person and so SOON, he was really nice. He was just what I wanted – HOWEVER, back to the point. How could they do that to me? They should have told me. Would I have agreed to meet him if I had known? I am actually not sure but may be if I had agreed, I would have been a lot more nervous about it. I suppose this is better, I do like him so what is the problem?
The problem is, I thought getting back to reality as I saw Dan manoeuvre himself uncomfortably in the seat is that the man sitting next to me, who I was on the verge of having a relationship with, cannot walk. Not only that, I don’t know what he can or can’t do and I am definitely not going to ask him. Would I feel embarrassed to be seen with him? Would I introduce him to my friends? What about my nieces and nephews. What happened if they said something to him that was well .... awkward?
Daniel clicked his fingers in front of me. “Sara” he said “you are day dreaming. Do you want a dessert?”
“Aw sorry” I stuttered. “A little habit of mine. Um, do you want to share something chocolately?”
“Do you want me to give you a lift home” Daniel said finally. We had been sitting at the table for two hours, talking, thinking and really just enjoying being with each other.
“If you could” I said “if you don’t mind”. He paused for a second. “Would you like to come and see my flat? You don’t have to if it is too late for you but I thought maybe we could sit on the balcony. It is a lovely evening?”
“I would love that” I answered honestly and I found myself getting into his Portia and heading towards Maida Vale.
Daniel lived in a stainless steel “Lego” block of flats. The type of building that when I was looking to buy my flat, I would not have considered in a million years. I was the type of person that would rather have lived in a hovel, just so long as it had the original features and certainly the original front door that it was built with.
I changed my mind as soon as I saw the inside of his home. It was huge, modern and airy and so light in comparison to my dark dungeon. In the middle of the lounge was the biggest white leather sofa that I had ever seen. It was el-shaped and the “el” bit was so wide that people could comfortably lie down and use it as a bed.
“I love this” I said sitting down.
“It is great isn’t it? One good thing about being single is that I could order white leather and it won’t get ruined. It is so extravagant. Sit down; I’ll be back in a moment”.
He must have gone to the bathroom. I started to look around. His flat was exactly what I would have expected from a bachelor pad. Quite stark, no women’s’ touch but nice and well clean I thought, but actually I decided it was unlived in. Just like a hotel room really. Nice, new, but unlived in. He must spend a lot of time at work I thought.
He came back and laid down on the el part of the soft and patted next to me. I slipped off my shoes and lay next to him. He put his arm around my shoulder and I laid my head comfortably just below his right shoulder. I sighed happily and realised that after such a short time that this is where I wanted to be.
Dan flicked a button on a remote control and turned on Classic FM or may be Radio 3, can’t remember but what I can remember and will always remember is Rachmaninov floating around the room. He put his head down and kissed me on my forehead. I look up into his eyes and we kissed again.
“I don’t know what is happening” he said. “Me neither” I agreed. “Daniel, I have to be honest with you”. He looked at me sadly for a moment “No” I said holding his hand “I like you .... a lot but I’ve only just met you. I am ...”I searched for the right words.
“I mean I think, I don’t even know you but I really think that I am falling for you and I don’t know anything about anything. I don’t know how you feel but I suspect you may be like me because otherwise I wouldn’t feel comfortable even telling you this. I’m sorry, if you want me to go I will”.
“Sara please stop. I know what you are saying. I feel really comfortable, amazing with you. I just want to take you in my arms, make love to you, never let you go, but I’m not going to. Let’s for the moment just lie here and be together”. We kissed and fell asleep in each other’s arms.
I woke up the next morning in his arms. I awoke first and watched him asleep. I cannot begin to describe to you how I felt. Whether anyone would understand this feeling after six or eight hours I do not know but I felt that this was the man that I wanted to spend the rest of my life with. My head spun. I knew I was in love again. This had only happened once before, so long ago when I was young and innocent but I did love, have loved and people that have given their love will always love again, so I hoped.
Dan stirred and smiled at me. “You stayed”. I kissed him. “I did” I said kissing him again. I sat up and went to sit on him. He bolted up quickly. “Hold on” and quickly manoeuvred himself into his chair and went to the bathroom.
He came back in five minutes “Look Sara I’m sorry. The thing is, we can never be, well part of it is that “I put my fingers over his lips “I realised, its fine” I kissed him “can I come back now?” He nodded and I sat on his lap and kissed him.
His body felt strong and muscular. His upper half anyway. As I traced my hands down under his tee-shirt I could feel the softness of his skin and lack of muscle firmness under his belly button.
“Is where you can’t feel?” I asked. He nodded a little solemnly. “You can’t feel anything? I said getting lower. He held my hand down. “No. I can’t feel anything”.
“I can make love” he said quickly “but again it may take planning, sometimes not, you just can’t tell. Just tell me now and I think I know the answer otherwise I wouldn’t ask, do you want to see me again?”
I looked at him and didn’t even wait a second of a pause “of course I do. Don’t be silly”.
“So do you think you would be willing to, I don’t know how to put this,”
“You know how I want to ask you things and you interrupt me and answer the question I was dying to ask?” he nodded smiling slightly “well do you want to say am I willing to work with you and eventually we can make love and work it out, and get it perfect etc etc etc”, he kissed me. “Well the answer is yes of course”.