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A Night with a Scorpio

His name was Kevin. He was the perfect guy. Tall, muscles, and a smile that could light up your world. On top of that he was hung *jaw drops*. I met him when I was 16 and he was going by a pseudonym ScorpioMagnum and he was 23. Despite age, this man lit my fire. He was everything I wanted: free, party-going, and fun. Everything I wasn’t as a Capricorn. Even though our differences were an issue that did not stop me.
I was grown, grown and stable. I was 19 and was working for a hospital, medical billing. I had my own place in Seattle. I was happy. I was free. Kevin and I had become best friends. Everything was good. One night, I jokingly texted him: Lemme lay in your bed. He replied: That’s not a bad idea. I said: I’m on my way. And I was serious. That night I bought me a ticket to BellaDonna, Fl. That Thursday I called him and told him, “This weekend you’re mine.” And hung up. After work Friday I went to the airport and hopped my Delta flight to BellaDonna. “Are you gonna pick me up?” I sent even though I knew he had no idea what I was talking about. “From where?” Told you.
Me: The airport
Kev: Where?
Me: BellaD foo. I been waitin for my bags, now come get me
Kev: Your not serious.
Me: I’m dead ass lol come on.
He called me and asked me what was beside the airport. I told him a McDonald’s and a Shell gas station. He was there in 30 minutes. He got out of the car and walked over to me. And my God, pictures did him no justice. He towered over me by at least a foot, his muscles seemed to be stuffed in his flannel t-shirt, and his tattoos on his arms were breath-taking. He wrapped his arms around me and said, “Wowww.” Then took a step back and extended his hand. I shook it and hugged him again. He picked up my suitcase and put it in his trunk. He opened my door and walked over to the driver’s side. We drove for a while, our conversation filled with the awe of meeting in person. He made little flirtatious comments about the way I looked. When we got to his apartment, he rolled my suitcase to the door. “What a gentleman.” I remarked.

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