Hawaiin nights

I  spotted my subject from across the room bobbing his head to the beat. He was extremely handsome, light skinned with curly locks of hair. His tan colored shirt laid loosely across his muscular chest--his legs sprawled out revealing his high end shoes. He was the only man in the club wearing "I think I'm cool" sunglasses which made me instantly hate him  but at the same time I was intrigued by his sexiness.  I knew his type: the kind of man who smelled delicious, stood way too close to you and ran his fingers down the small of your back without even knowing you. He definitely fit the mold of the player type. Yup he was the one night stand type. I ordered a drink to help build my confidence and come up with a plan .

The smile he continuously flashed while talking to his friends was boyishly gentle.  Beside the occasional bobbing of his head and toe tap to the music, he hadn't moved all night so I didn't expect our paths to cross until I walked up to him. At the rate I was moving, I had plenty of time to practice my approach. What do I say? Do you want to have sex tonight and never call each other again? Do you wanna have a one nighter? Hey you...take risks with me. I sounded like an idiot in my own mind and desperately needed another drink.

At the bar, I grabbed a seat and scanned the bottles adorning the shelf. The bottle shaped like a huge penis caught my eye. Perhaps a Tequila shot? No that's too strong, I won't last the night. I better stick to wine.

Need some help?

I felt his hands on the center of my back before I heard his question. I turned and my eyes met the center of his chest. Slowly and cautiously, I scanned the rest of his body until my eyes met his: thick legs ✔, six pack ✔, muscular chest ✔, smelled good ✔, sexy lips ✔, dimples ✔, tiny freckles highlighting his beautiful face.... cheeeeck! Wow. He was so amazing and much better looking close up.

When his eyes met mine I immediately recognized him as my soon-to-be one night stand from across the room. However, the way he stared at me made me uncomfortable. he looked at my lips as if he wanted to kiss them. I wasn't prepared to ask this guy for sex, I turn back towards the bar. Nope, definitely need a drink first!!!

Did you need me to give you some suggestions?

Actually no but thanks

 Like a dummy, I responded without thinking I wanted him to go away...he made me nervous. He smells so good.

I could suggest something good. You seem like a Martini type of girl-am I right?

He wasn't going away and leaned over the bar towards me.

I can't have a serious conversation with you in those sunglasses,  I whispered under my breath.

I was pretending to be annoyed but he responded by flashing a smile and pulled off the dark shades. Damn. I regretted having to see his chestnut brown eyes. I felt like I was falling for him right then and there.

Is that better? Bartender get her an Apple Martini and me a scotch. Tell me, what brings you to Hawaii?

Between his forwardness, intoxicating smell and sweet smile, I was putty in his hands. I had completely forgotten my main agenda. I learned his name was Malik . He told me about life as a naval man and asked me several questions about law school. I tried to stay focus on our conversation but after a few drinks I felt my courage creep up from behind.

So what are you doing after this?  I spit it out as if I'd been holding rat poison in my mouth

I'm not sure.  He bit his lower lip.

I don't have any plans. I guess I'm just gonna go back to my apartment?

Do you need a ride?

No I have a ride.

Ok well can I have your number, I'd like to see you again.

I struggled to hide my smile while writing my number on the cocktail napkin. Afterwards, I stood up and slowly walked away hoping he was catching a glance at my booty as I walked back to my table. I was so excited to share my ballsy encounter with my friend but was quickly depleted after being reminded that a one night stand never includes exchanging numbers or planning future dates.