Summer Romance.

One day I was moping around the office Jack had asked me what was wrong. It was more like; “Ok what is with the resting bitch face, I am over it, and you are going to get new wrinkles. Are you going to tell me what is wrong?” “I want a guy who is fun and playful… a good old-fashioned summer romance!” I answered. Ask and you shall receive. Nate was exactly that. After our night of naked yoga I had no expectations of him ever calling again, this behavior totally conditioned by other men I ‘dated.’ To my surprise, he did call. He was attentive, sexy, romantic, fun and adorable- I suddenly found myself having a lot of fun.

After another amazing date we ended up back at Nate’s place again, after a gentle kiss he sat me on the kitchen counter and fixed us cocktails. We laughed and made some small talk about how great dinner was and as I was talking about the amazing oysters he gently brushed my thigh with his hand. Slowly he skimmed my rib cage, kissed my shoulder and ran his fingers up arm around my neck and into the back of my hair. His eyes were looking at my body and as he lifted his head and gently pulled my head towards his, so our lips met in the middle. His lips felt wonderful, warm and wet. He would gently bite on my bottom lip in between deep kisses- It was practically the only opportunity we had to breathe in air. Our hands we everywhere and I wanted so badly to take it to the next level. After who knows how long of making out I pulled back and looked at him in the eyes… I felt like I was drunk but had only had ½ a cocktail. Clearly I was drunk on him. I thanked him for an amazing night and said my goodbye. He begged me to stay the night or just to stay a litter longer. I was insanely tempted but made myself leave. Part of the fun of a summer romance is making it last more than a week, and I determined to make that happen. Plus there is only one other step past naked yoga, and I wasn’t going to let that happen so soon.

I woke up the next morning to text that read; “That was the best make out session since high school. Have an amazing day.” Since I wasn’t sure of his age, I laughed and thought to myself, well that might not have been that long ago. Then my thought was… “who cares” and I ate his compliment up with a spoon.

Fourth of July was around the corner and Nate, and I would both be traveling. I would go home to be with my family at our lake house, as I had every year for as long as I could remember, and he would be traveling to a whole slew of places. Going home to the lake was always bittersweet for me. I love seeing my family and spending summer days on the water, but I also felt like it was a reminder of what I didn’t have. We have a large group of friends there and keep very busy, but it is hard for me. I am the only one who is single. I am the only one who doesn’t have children. I am the only outsider really and sometimes it sucks. I tried to look at the positive side of things; I get to spend time with my family, it was always non-stop laughter, my dad would make his famous baby back ribs, and the cocktails flowed like water. This year I could tell everyone about my summer romance with a hot guy from down under instead of my usual answer, “No, I am not seeing anyone.” Ugh, that answer always triggered a look on the other persons face that was so depressing.

Though I talked about Nate on the trip, I heard from him much less than usual. I understood, he was busy and traveling, plus he knew I was with my family. I was actually surprised at how little it bothered me. Knowing that this relationship was most likely never going anywhere past a summer romance was a pathetic comfort to me. I knew that if that were my state of mind then I would be able to have fun and not get hurt in the end. It was sad but true. Then I convinced myself that he was telling everyone he was with about how much fun he was having with me!

When I returned to LA after the holiday, I was focused on one thing, my new apartment. After I had to move Style Studio into my little apartment, it was busting at the seems. Jack was over sitting among boxes and racks of clothes in my living room. I decided to bit the financial bullet and rent a bigger place.

I had found my dream apartment; it was the place light was invented! The eleventh floor of a full-service building, one plus bedroom, brand new kitchen, glorious views, garage valet parking, large deck, walls of windows, one and half baths and a steam shower! I had died and gone to apartment heaven. I was finally going to be able to get my belongings out of storage and get somewhat of my old life back.

Jack was in charge of the move, which he hated and of course I loved! Coordinating the movers, the storage unit, the packing of my current place and the elevator reservation in the new building, which came with a long list of rules for moving in.

To make life a little more fun, I decided to throw myself a birthday/ housewarming party two weeks after moving in. The party was my way of making sure that I moved in and got completely settled as quickly as possible. What I didn’t realize it that it would almost kill Jack and Me.

Single & Stylish,
xxx Keylee

Anyone that knows me knows that I am a lover of dresses! Nothing makes you feel more romantic than to have a closet full of dresses that can be worn on hot summer nights out with a hot date!

 

*All of the events I have written about in the above and previous posts are about me, my life, my experiences and from my point of view.

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