Two weeks had passed since I built up the courage to send a flirty text message to Brandon, the older man at work I was interested in. If I hadn’t made that decision to text him that night, I have no idea where we would be today. It was immediately evident that Brandon had some of the same feelings that I did. And we were both physically attracted to each other.
However, as he confessed to me over the phone after two weeks of staying up late and talking, Brandon was not sure if I felt the same way, or if I was just a flirt—go figure! Needless to say he was relieved that I had made the first move.
It was one thing for the young, attractive secretary to be nice and polite, but my flirtations kept Brandon confused—was he imagining everything? These were thoughts that Brandon shared with me during one of our late night conversations. I was flattered when I heard that he found me sexy, confident, and intelligent. And he blamed his cold and distant demeanor around me on his nervousness. The fact that he was even remotely nervous around me filled my ego and made me even more attracted to this man, who happened to be more than twice my age. Brandon was everything I imagined a grown and mature man to be, but to see a shy and nervous side of him only made me want him more.
When I brought up the picture he had taken of us together—the one where I realized later that the top of my blouse was undone—there was a pause. “Lena, I do not at all remember your shirt not being buttoned all the way,” said Brandon.
I laughed and playfully gave him a sarcastic, “Sure.”
“Honest to God and on the holy stack of bibles, I did not see that until I was at home and flipped through my pictures.”
“And did you delete it?” I asked, hoping he did.
“Oh, no! Come on, that’s a good picture, but it did come in handy that night!” And he gave off one of his boisterous laughs. I loved his laugh.
I hesitated on the phone when I caught what he had just said. Ohmygod…I was embarrassed and a little thrown off on how to respond back. So I said nothing. What if someone saw it on his phone? What if he shows it to someone at work? I immediately started thinking of every possible worst case scenario. There was a moment of awkward silence, and then he finally spoke again…