Opening The Vault: Part Seventy

When you truly connect with someone, it can overcome even the most mixed signals. Thankfully, that’s exactly what happened after my first date with Southern Illinois native Steve back in 2001.

Steve surprised me by ending a flirtatious, conversation-filled evening with a handshake. Our second date concluded very differently. I now Open The Vault and take you back to December of ’01…

December 20, 2001
New York, NY

Dear Diary,

I’m just amazed at how good the communication is between Steve and I. I’ve been without a man who stimulates all of me for so long, it’s still hard to believe what I’ve found with him.

For our second date, we drove to Carbondale again for dinner at Chicago Underground. The food was only passable, but our chemistry continued to grow. I felt truly at ease with Steve and loved hearing his stories and his laugh.

Unfortunately, like our meal, the movie (“Spy Game,” an espionage flick) was a disappointment — so much so that I fell asleep. My embarrassment turned to relief when I woke up and Steve suggested–

“Do you want to leave and go rent Dirty Dancing?”

Dirty Dancing: things heated up between Steve and I as we watched the memorable 80’s movie

We had discovered during dinner our mutual love for the classic 80’s movie, so I happily said yes.

At my place, Steve sat right next to me on the couch. I could feel my insides reacting to his proximity and loved every second of it.

I became increasingly distracted, finding it hard to concentrate on something other than Steve. Finally, the movie ended. We made some small talk, but I couldn’t hide my feelings any longer.

“Do you usually end your dates with a handshake?” I asked.

“No,” he said, smiling irresistibly. “And I did want to kiss you the other night.”

“Do you think you’re going to tonight?”

“I think I’m definitely going to.”

And with that, his lips came to mine.

“I want you so bad,” he murmured as he caressed my back.

The subject of getting together again came up.

“How about tomorrow?” he whispered in my ear.

Our goodnight kiss was wonderful. After Steve left, I was glowing. It’s been a very long time since I’ve felt this kind of connection with a man.

The question now — what comes next?

* * *

With my return to New York right around the corner, Steve and I quickly found ourselves in a long distance relationship, one that would be tested by an opportunity for me to live on the other side of the world.

Category: Dirty Dancing, long-distance relationships, Opening The Vault, second dates, Southern Illinois 2 comments »

2 Responses to “Opening The Vault: Part Seventy”

  1. susan

    how weird that I occasioned upon this, I’m a native New Yorker woman moving to Carbondale… hopefully there will be more nice guys there than here

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