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XMAN Part 2

I was feeling nervous, maybe it was the fact that I’d gone through about three emotions in the last twenty minutes.
— BB

Xavier and I took a seat at the bar.  I fumbled with my phone while he asked the bartender for a couple of menus.  I didn't want to look at him, it was as though I would somehow be reprimanded if I did so. I had no choice however, because he soon forced a menu in my hand along with the smile from earlier.  "BB, BB, BB!  Girl, it's about time!"  I wanted to laugh at Xavier's energy, he always seemed to be full of it.  I could conjure nothing up but a slight smile, I was feeling nervous, maybe it was the fact that I'd gone through about three emotions in the last twenty minutes.  I'd gone from excited to angry to flabbergasted.  I gave myself a quick internal pep talk and tried to make conversation.  "I know, I was beginning to think that you were simply a figment of my imagination"  I laughed a genuine laugh.  Xavier took on a look of surprise that faded with a hearty laugh "Oh no, BB - you're the one who fell off the face of the planet, never to be seen or heard from again". I wanted to argue with him, but he was technically right, so I let it be. "So what really happened?" He asked, curiosity dancing in his eyes. I tried to think of a way to say that I'd simply grown tired of his bullshit, but unfortunately I was coming up empty handed, so I just shrugged my shoulders in defeat. He nodded as though he got the message and turned his attention back to the menu. 

"Are you hungry?" He asked without looking back in my direction. I initially could eat, but had somehow lost my appetite with the last question he asked. "Maybe just a drink." I said. "That's cool, what'll it be?" I didn't know, so I asked him what he was getting. "Well you know I don't drink" he responded matter of factly. I wanted to kick myself, I remember him saying so during our first conversation. I ordered a ginger ale and hushed my subconscious who could've gone for a vodka/cranberry. "There were some folks out there who I wanted to introduce you to." He stated as though it were truly a once in a lifetime chance and I blew it. I frowned unknowingly and he quickly put his hands up in defense. I then remembered a big professionals conference was in town and he probably meant as a courtesy, professionally. I gave myself another pep talk, I needed to chill, but I really couldn't help it, something about Xavier rubbed me the wrong way, and I was always one who believed in the energy that I got from someone. I did my best to brush off those feelings blaming it on the fact that I was still slightly annoyed from the fact that I thought I was being stood up earlier.

I was relieved when the bartender sat my glass of ginger ale on the bar.  It gave me an excuse to stop talking. My eyes peered over my glass in Xavier's direction.  I watched his lips form a perfect pucker over his straw as the contents of his glass slowly disappeared.  There was a small tingle in my stomach as I thought of his ability to kiss, my curiosity had now taken the place of my aggravation.  He must have felt my eyes on him as his eyes took on a different trajectory and now found their way to mine.  I dodged his would be gaze and looked back at the menu for no specific reason at all.  I could already tell this was going to be an interesting night.

Go Confidently in the direction of your dreams, live the life you have imagined - Henry David Thoreau

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