Page 13 of Take My Hand

I did something stupid tonight! I met a guy and dumped Morgan and Loretta for him. I’d only been talking to him for five minutes when I told them I would see them later—only I never did. I stayed with him all night. Well, not all night. He put me in an Uber about an hour ago and sent me home alone. I asked him to come with me, but he couldn’t, and I’m quite glad because it’s too soon. He’s so gorgeous, though. Beautiful brown eyes and a beautiful smile.

I’ve got to admit he was hot and made me want to jump him! His name is Will, he’s 37, and he’s got a 17-year-old daughter. Her mum isn’t around as she died when his daughter was only a few months old, but he says they weren’t together at the time.

I can’t stop wishing he’d come home with me, but I know that would be stupid. I’m pretty sure he’s not a mass murderer or anything like that, but who knows. Bloody hell, he’s sexy. I can just imagine what his body is like under his clothes. He was on a stag night and wearing a T-shirt that said ‘Wet Willy’ on the front, which was hilarious. Once his group of friends left him with me, he took it off. He wasn’t happy about wearing it, but I thought it was funny. I was instantly drawn to him—his slow, easy smile, the dimple in his cheek. Everything about him was gorgeous. Handsome, but not in a classic way. Rugged. He was wearing suit trousers with shoes, but I got the idea that he would look incredible in jeans and boots, too. He had a cool, casual way about him, but there was a hint of nervousness in his confidence when he talked to me. If he hadn’t had that, I’m sure I’d have done anything to get his attention. He was that hot.

I told him I’d message him, and I want to do it now, but I know Morgan and Loretta would kill me. It’s hard not to, though. My stomach is full of butterflies. I need to act my age and force myself to wait, not act like an impatient teenager. I hate playing games, though—I’ve had enough guys do that to me. Still, an hour after saying goodbye might be a bit too soon!

I should get to bed. Loretta has persuaded me to do a car boot in the morning. All I want to do is watch tonight’s telly I’ve recorded and eat junk, but she won’t take no for an answer.

I hope he does like me and is happy when I finally call him!