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The Love Interest
26 Jun 2023 17:16Let's have a separate post to talk about the love interest on the trip. I'm still texting w/ him, and he has been in my thoughts a lot since I got back! I'm going to assign a letter for his name, so it doesn't get confusing. Let's call him "K"
Here's how it all went down --
The first day out, K and I met and interacted, but K was very guarded. I remember taking his photo at one of the Sete Cidades viewpoints, and he took mine in return. But even that very first day, I noticed something -- I laughed with him. One of my primary considerations with a romantic interest is sharing a sense of humor. If we don't laugh at each others' jokes, romance is not going to happen for me.
I believe it was the second evening of the trip when I texted a friend back home to say that every time I was around K, my heart glowed. And all the pictures I have of myself from the trip of me were ones he took.
As days went on, I found that K seemed to be flirting with me. He told me I was really funny. One day, I was talking about how I always created a spreadsheet to document the expenses of each trip. He seemed surprised that I would do that, and I heard him joke "Huh, you think you know a guy, and then you find out something like this! I really dodged a bullet!"
One night at the elevators, I was pushing the elevator button with both K and a friend standing behind me, and I heard him tell the friend that he and I were "sleeping together". This was news to me, of course, and I didn't have an answer. I just figured he was teasing my friend...so I just turned back and said over my shoulder "Done! If that's what you want, Done!" We all laughed and continued on.
As the days went by, I found that he and I were walking closer, sometimes slightly bumping into each other; at breakfast, touching backs or arms as we said good morning. He would sometimes describe a place as somewhere to go with a romantic partner, and then as an example would say "If you were my partner, we could totally visit here."
Our constant laughter and companionship did not go unnoticed by the group! K had the habit of wandering off to take photos, so at one stop where we had a pastry and espresso, the tour leader asked "Where's your buddy?" I sensed a bit of jealousy in the group, and truth be told, I really enjoyed their jealousy lol!
One morning at breakfast before the rest of the group arrived, I told K I had gotten very fond of him on this trip. I saw from his face that that he heard the comment, but he continued talking about something else.
By the end of the trip, I found myself always looking out for him as we walked around the cities -- where was he? Making sure he was still around. And often I would look up, and he would be looking at me, checking on me too.
One night, he came into my room to help me with the controls for my shower -- this was at the last hotel in Lisbon. Sounds like a really great opportunity, right? He helped me, and before I could turn around, he had run away out of the door! I felt like he sort of disappeared before I could turn around and say or do anything.
Some of you are now wondering why the hell we just didn't hop in bed together, right? Well, I'm a slow mover in the affairs of love, and evidently he is too, so we continued the flirting, talking, laughing, touching. And here's the deal - I did NOT want to just have a quick roll in the hay with K. I didn't want him to be "just" a holiday lover or just a good story about my trip to Portugal. I really meant it in a previous post that Cupid hit me hard this time with his arrows -- I caught feels for this guy really quickly.
The last day of the trip was fast approaching, and I had planned to talk to him the 2nd to the last evening. I can't remember what happened, but we didn't have time that evening either! I think that might have been the evening when we all met in the bar downstairs for drinks, so there wasn't any opportunity for me to have direct conversation with him.
After a while the 2 guys standing SAT DOWN on a 3rd couch! (Internally at this point, I'm rolling my eyes and calling them cock blockers lol....). When they sat down, I immediately got up and sat down on the couch directly beside K. Close to him. At that point, fuck it, I had stuff to say, and I was tired of waiting.
One of the other guys FINALLY went up to his room, but ONE stayed behind 🙄. After a bit, I started playing with K's fingers -- catching my pinky and ring finger underneath his. The other talking guy noticed. Eventually we all went upstairs to our rooms -- thank goodness the other talking guy's room was on a different floor.
As K and I walked down the hall to our rooms, I asked if we would stay in touch, and he said yes. I told him that was good news. We stopped at my door, and I leaned in and kissed him on the neck, at which point he completely folded into my embrace. We stood there in the hall for a while, holding each other, and then he separated, kissed me, and then ran away down the hall to his room! Huh...this was the 2nd time he seemed to run away 🤔. I was both elated and disappointed, if you get my drift.
We all went back upstairs to get ready to check out. As K and I waited for the elevator down, the group leader arrived. K and I went into the elevator, but the group leader decided to wait. Well, K and I were laughing and talking so much that we forgot to push the button. The doors opened again on the same floor, and the group leader just stared at us -- totally judging us because we were laughing and giggling. So we pushed the button to go downstairs.
K and a friend and I had flights in the same terminal, so we sat together. My flight was out first, so when I walked away to go to my flight, K hugged me and kissed me (which caught some attention from passersby).
So now here I am texting with him...still thinking about him...and he lives in a different country. Also wondering why he ran away a couple of times...
Here's how it all went down --
The first day out, K and I met and interacted, but K was very guarded. I remember taking his photo at one of the Sete Cidades viewpoints, and he took mine in return. But even that very first day, I noticed something -- I laughed with him. One of my primary considerations with a romantic interest is sharing a sense of humor. If we don't laugh at each others' jokes, romance is not going to happen for me.
I believe it was the second evening of the trip when I texted a friend back home to say that every time I was around K, my heart glowed. And all the pictures I have of myself from the trip of me were ones he took.
As days went on, I found that K seemed to be flirting with me. He told me I was really funny. One day, I was talking about how I always created a spreadsheet to document the expenses of each trip. He seemed surprised that I would do that, and I heard him joke "Huh, you think you know a guy, and then you find out something like this! I really dodged a bullet!"
One night at the elevators, I was pushing the elevator button with both K and a friend standing behind me, and I heard him tell the friend that he and I were "sleeping together". This was news to me, of course, and I didn't have an answer. I just figured he was teasing my friend...so I just turned back and said over my shoulder "Done! If that's what you want, Done!" We all laughed and continued on.
As the days went by, I found that he and I were walking closer, sometimes slightly bumping into each other; at breakfast, touching backs or arms as we said good morning. He would sometimes describe a place as somewhere to go with a romantic partner, and then as an example would say "If you were my partner, we could totally visit here."
Our constant laughter and companionship did not go unnoticed by the group! K had the habit of wandering off to take photos, so at one stop where we had a pastry and espresso, the tour leader asked "Where's your buddy?" I sensed a bit of jealousy in the group, and truth be told, I really enjoyed their jealousy lol!
One morning at breakfast before the rest of the group arrived, I told K I had gotten very fond of him on this trip. I saw from his face that that he heard the comment, but he continued talking about something else.
By the end of the trip, I found myself always looking out for him as we walked around the cities -- where was he? Making sure he was still around. And often I would look up, and he would be looking at me, checking on me too.
One night, he came into my room to help me with the controls for my shower -- this was at the last hotel in Lisbon. Sounds like a really great opportunity, right? He helped me, and before I could turn around, he had run away out of the door! I felt like he sort of disappeared before I could turn around and say or do anything.
Some of you are now wondering why the hell we just didn't hop in bed together, right? Well, I'm a slow mover in the affairs of love, and evidently he is too, so we continued the flirting, talking, laughing, touching. And here's the deal - I did NOT want to just have a quick roll in the hay with K. I didn't want him to be "just" a holiday lover or just a good story about my trip to Portugal. I really meant it in a previous post that Cupid hit me hard this time with his arrows -- I caught feels for this guy really quickly.
The last day of the trip was fast approaching, and I had planned to talk to him the 2nd to the last evening. I can't remember what happened, but we didn't have time that evening either! I think that might have been the evening when we all met in the bar downstairs for drinks, so there wasn't any opportunity for me to have direct conversation with him.
Last Night
So the very last night after our last dinner, we arrived back at the hotel on our Uber, walked into the hotel lobby, and I immediately sat down on 1 of the couches. I saw K notice me do that, and he sat down on a DIFFERENT couch from me, lol. But then 2 of the other guys continued to stand there talking with us while K and I were seated on different couches.After a while the 2 guys standing SAT DOWN on a 3rd couch! (Internally at this point, I'm rolling my eyes and calling them cock blockers lol....). When they sat down, I immediately got up and sat down on the couch directly beside K. Close to him. At that point, fuck it, I had stuff to say, and I was tired of waiting.
One of the other guys FINALLY went up to his room, but ONE stayed behind 🙄. After a bit, I started playing with K's fingers -- catching my pinky and ring finger underneath his. The other talking guy noticed. Eventually we all went upstairs to our rooms -- thank goodness the other talking guy's room was on a different floor.
As K and I walked down the hall to our rooms, I asked if we would stay in touch, and he said yes. I told him that was good news. We stopped at my door, and I leaned in and kissed him on the neck, at which point he completely folded into my embrace. We stood there in the hall for a while, holding each other, and then he separated, kissed me, and then ran away down the hall to his room! Huh...this was the 2nd time he seemed to run away 🤔. I was both elated and disappointed, if you get my drift.
Next morning
At breakfast the group as usual gathered downstairs, and K and I continued our habit of sitting beside each other and touching arms/backs. At one point, I mentioned I had not gotten much sleep! One of the other guys said "Well, you don't have to brag!" LOL -- they thought we were sleeping together...but sadly, we had only had the 1 kiss and embrace at that point (I guess 2 if you count my kiss to his neck).We all went back upstairs to get ready to check out. As K and I waited for the elevator down, the group leader arrived. K and I went into the elevator, but the group leader decided to wait. Well, K and I were laughing and talking so much that we forgot to push the button. The doors opened again on the same floor, and the group leader just stared at us -- totally judging us because we were laughing and giggling. So we pushed the button to go downstairs.
K and a friend and I had flights in the same terminal, so we sat together. My flight was out first, so when I walked away to go to my flight, K hugged me and kissed me (which caught some attention from passersby).
So now here I am texting with him...still thinking about him...and he lives in a different country. Also wondering why he ran away a couple of times...
