...In the Beginning (continued)

About two week later, I was once again working the drive through early on a Friday morning.  All of the sudden this red truck pulls up.  I greeted him in my normal fashion and proceeded to cash his check.  Then it hit me.  I read the name on the check over and over again... it was HIM.  I was totally thrown off guard because he was driving a different car.  Was I sure it was him?  I glanced at him again... yup.  Same hot guy that had hit on me just two weeks before (I later found out that he felt so mortified from our first encounter that he couldn't make himself come back the next week... it took him two weeks to work up the nerve).  My stomach was in my throat.  What should I do?  What should I say?  In the blink of an eye, I decided.  I wrote my name and number on a little sticky note and slipped it into his money envelope.  Can I tell you how nervous I was?  Why?  Because I knew he always sat in the drive through and counted his money (to make sure it was right... like I would ever get it wrong!? ha!).  As I handed it to him, I smiled and said "Thanks, have a great weekend!".  He quickly said thanks, grabbed his envelope, and DROVE OFF!  NOOOO!!  That's not how it was supposed to go!  I wanted to see his face when he found it!!!  About 10 minutes went by... I was so nervous.  Did he find it?  What did he think?  Did he still think I was beautiful after I dissed him so bad?  Did he think I was crazy?  At that instant, I heard my phone vibrate in my purse... are you kidding me?  Is it him?  I grabbed it and didn't recognize the number... I let it go to voicemail.  Two minutes later it rang again.  Same number.  Had to be him right?  I let it go to voicemail again.  Beep.  They left a message.  WHO is it?!  It was killing me!  I think my hands were shaking so bad as I was typing in my password to listen to the message.  IT WAS HIM!  My heart jumped out of my chest!  This has to be the craziest thing I've ever done...

Later that evening I decided to give him a call back.  He didn't answer... I was bummed but knew in my heart that this wasn't the end.  He ended up calling me back later that night and we talked on the phone for a good three solid hours.  Who are you?  Where are you from?  All that stuff.  As we hung up the phone I felt this sense of peace.  Like this is where I was meant to be at this point in my life.  And I knew he would be playing a special part in it...  He was unlike any guy I had ever been friends with or dated.  Sort of a "bad boy" type.  Earrings, smoker, loud stereo in his car... but for some reason I was drawn to him. 

More to come...