“Well, good morning,” I said in my sexiest morning voice. He explained that I would be with him in a few hours and that he was very excited. The Greek God also explained that he would be waiting in the limo at the airport to take me to the hotel when I arrived. I thought this to be a bit unusual. But at that moment, it was all so surreal and I just went with it.
I had packed the night before and was as prepared as I could possibly be. My mind was racing. After our last date, he was still a complete gentleman, so I had not slept with him. However, I was not clueless. This was going to be an overnight date. I had not had sex with anyone except the Stetson man since my divorce, although I am sure the Stetson man thought otherwise. I was excited, scared, and nervous, all at the same time.
After landing in Paradise Island and meeting the Greek God at the airport, we drove to our hotel. The limo pulled into a garage. It was clear this entrance wasn’t used by the public. Once again, I was treated to the most beautiful suite. I was really starting to get accustomed to this life. The Greek God had not let me down. The double doors opened into the most luxurious looking room, definitely one of the nicer ones I had ever stayed in. My eye traveled across the living area of the suite to a massive bank of windows. There was a full view of Paradise Island. He must have spent a lot of money on this suite.
I walked to the windows and stood there in amazement. This all took my breath away. It all felt like a dream and I was living it full on. This was the same feeling I had a few years back when I started dating the Stetson man. It was an overwhelming feeling of excitement and anticipation. I felt like a schoolgirl again. It couldn’t get much better than this.