Hot to Trot

Just a quick update.

Stated before, I was going to get to the bottom of the whole Marcus affair. Opportunity finally came a knockin' about 20 minutes ago. Our building has 5 elevators - 4 in the front for customers - one service elevator in the back. I normally use the back elevator because it lets me off right next to my door.

After our meeting earlier, Trixie and I dropped off some information to another Chairman. Upon walking down the long corridor we bumped into Marcus. We all made nicey nice small talk about our karaoke stint tomorrow night, but he'll be heading down the shore. It was awkward talking to him - even Trixie noticed. Now remember I haven't spoken to Marcus since our last steamy night - lots of kissing and groping. Noticably uncomfortable, we ended our chat and were on our way.

Does it stop there? NOPE. After departing with Trixie I was headed to the back elevator to catch my ride up to the penthouse. Low and behold who is waiting at that elevator? Marcus. We lean into each other and do the buddy buddy bump. Ok, so this is it, now or never.

"Hey Marcus, do you think it would be weird if I asked if we could hang out again sometime?"

"No of course not." - we both have flirty flirt eyes going, but we aren't breaking eye contact. Was he always this tall?

"Well I only ask because after that night, we never really spoke. It just kind of fell off."

He's squirming, but he's holding his own. I've got the cute doe eyes going and the submissive held tilt.

A second of silence.

"I just didn't want it to get that serious that fast," he said. WTF?

"I understand that, but you could have told me. You could have just said.....something....."

This is where I thought he was going to grab me in his arms and kiss the shit out of me.

As the doors open he says, "I definitely think you are cute. I defintely think you are pretty. I definitely think you are funny."

"Yeh, well I'm the most fun." We both laugh.

"Ok, well call me after the weekend?"

"I'll definitely do that."

End scene.