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Our First Date (Part IV in the "That Alluring Scent" series)


I awaken today with anxious anticipation.
The day that I never thought would arrive
is finally here.
Going through my daily routine
is virtually impossible.
My thoughts continually return to his
beautiful dimpled smile
and the effect it has on me.
Just a few short weeks ago
our eyes met in the check out line.
Tonight, he will enter my home
and my life.
Our dinner date begins at six o'clock.
By mid-afternoon, I finally decide what to wear.
I cannot go wrong with the little black dress,
showing the slightest bit of cleavage.
Soft blonde curls rest on my shoulders.
While putting the finishing touches on my make-up,
and dabbing my signature fragrance behind my ears,
the doorbell rings.
A hot flash surges through my body.
I take a deep breath, smooth my dress,
and slowly open the door.
Standing at the threshold is my dream man,
looking more handsome than I remember,
holding two dozen perfect red roses.
My heart pounds wildly as his alluring scent
and the gentle aroma of fresh roses
permeate the foyer.
Pleasantries are exchanged, as I invite him in
and artistically arrange the roses in a tall crystal vase.
Is it my imagination or is he being a bit secretive
about our plans for the evening?
It's time to leave.
I feel his gentle touch on my back
as we approach his car,
and sense that this is just the beginning
of an evening full of surprises.

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