WINE ALL OVER THE BATHROOM FLOOR

The other night I was sitting at work talking to a few co-workers and we were reminiscing on old flames. Things we did in our past. How we have changed and calmed down a bit. Well I didn't mention this to them but I thought of something that made me smile to myself.

More than a few years ago I had a girlfriend that I was so cool with. We partied hard and partied quite often. One night we were at the club doing our usual. Flirting, drinking and just being us. We parted ways and did our thing. She met this guy and at the end of the night she introduced me to him. I thought nothing of it. The next day they decided to get together. So the rule back then was, you do not go anywhere alone for the first time. So I went with her and he invited one of his friends. We had a good time, but as the night went on there was something kinda weird about it. So the next day he called my house and told me that he was feeling me. He told me that I was more his type than she was. He made it clear that he meant no disrespect to her but he wanted to get to know me better. I was a little shocked but I did feel the vibe between us the night before. So we decided we would talk to her. She was more than ok with it. She said that she could tell he was feeling me and it wasn't a problem at all. She gave me a hug, a kiss on the cheek and told me to go for what I know.

Two days we talked on the phone. The chemistry was crazy. Finally we decided we had to see each other. For the next 2 days I was M.I.A. No one knew where the hell I was. My daughter was with her daddy and he was keeping her for the rest of the week. So I had no worries. The second night he cooked dinner and afterwards he decided to chill some wine and run us a bath. We sat in the tub so long just talking and drinking wine. At one point he knocked over the last of the second bottle of wine on the bathroom floor. He looked at it and on instinct he said "aaawww shit!" Then he looked at me and said "I'm not worried about it. I'll clean it up later. That's the beauty of being grown. I don't have to jump to clean up the wine, instead I'm going to just relax right here in this tub with you and I'll clean it up whenever I'm ready."

Maybe it was because we had drowned 2 bottles of wine and I was tipsy as hell but I really stopped and thought about what he said. There I was about 23 years old, a child of my own. I had my own place and I had left the city without having to answer to anyone and tell them where I was going. I didn't have to call and check in with anyone when I got there. I was in the tub with this grown ass man, who knew he was grown and knew what he wanted. He wanted me and he didn't play any games to get me he just came right out and said it. I thought about all of that as I was looking at the wine that had spilled onto the bathroom floor.

So when we got out of the tub, I made sure I let him know that I was finally realizing just how grown I was. So we did what grown folx do. And we did that all night long!

In case you want to know what happened to us....We were together for a year. I cheated on him, and we broke up. He did try to forgive and put us back together but his pride just would not let him.