Sometimes, it takes traveling to the other side of the world to find what can be elusive back home. My romantic encounter with Aussie hunk Jason back in’ 02 was an exhilarating reminder of that.
We connected through a mutual friend during my visit to Jason’s hometown of Perth, on Australia’s West Coast. Our second evening together led to major fireworks. I now Open The Vault and take you back to September of 2002…
September 18, 2002
Last night, after the first of many kisses, Jason — a self-professed news junkie — said playfully–
“I’ve never kissed a reporter before. I wasn’t expecting this when I came to pick you up the other night.”
Neither was I, of course. Which only made it that much more sublime. I knew from the minute I saw Jason that I wanted him. We both smiled instantly and I felt comfortable with him straight away. And to think I almost bailed on him because I was too tired!
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Today was an amazing day — one of the best I’ve ever had romantically speaking. We drove to Cottesloe Beach. We had the windows open, the radio on and the sun was shining. Jason kept affectionately placing his hand on mine. I couldn’t stop smiling.
When we got to the beach, we ate at a café overlooking to ocean. Afterward, we ambled across the sand and stopped to sit down and watch the sunset. Feeling his warmth, I quickly resettled myself so that I was sitting in his lap.
For as long as I can remember, I’ve fantasized about having a moment like this on the beach. Goodness knows I’ve had my share of near misses: coldness from Sparky in Santa Monica and Malibu, amid distance from our latest argument; a tender stroll with Larry in Broadkill Beach that left me empty because I doubted our future together.
This time was different. I was completely and totally in the moment. Because, for once, I was sitting on a majestic beach with a great guy who was giving me exactly what I needed and who shared my carefree frame of mind.
Jason burrowed into me, putting his head beside mine. And we kissed softly, with nature’s splendor as our backdrop.
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Our beachside rendez-vous was only the beginning of what Jason and I shared during my time on Australia’s West Coast. Little did I know that Facebook would, years later, lead to an unexpected reunion between us.