November 21, 2011
Downies (2) - Round 13
Whitney smiled. "Yeah... I'm happy..." Everyone was getting married... except her.
"Oh yes," she said. "My name's Whitney."
Whitney felt the butterflies flutter in her stomach.
"Thanks. You're pretty handsome yourself."
Weldon kissed her ear lobe. "Nope and I don't care if they are!"
Nancy giggled. "I guess it is our wedding night. We can do whatever we want to!"
A little before dawn, he reluctantly pulled away from her. "I'm sorry. I have to be up early tomorrow for work. I have to go. But, I don't want to."
Whitney sighed. "I know. I have work tomorrow, too. I had a wonderful night."
The mystery man slipped away into the night before Whitney realized she didn't get his name or number.
Dammit! she fumed. Stupid... stupid... stupid...
"Sure," Whitney rushed over and answered, "Hello?"
"Hi, I had a wonderful time last night, do you want to meet me downtown?"
"Who is this?" Whitney asked.
There was a long pause. "Umm... I guess this is the guy that spent an amazing night with you last night... but perhaps you have a lot of guys you dance in the moonlight with..."
"Oh God! No! I'm so sorry! I just... I didn't catch your name last night... and how did you get my number?"
Mystery Man laughed. "I know your Mom. She did invite me to her wedding, after all."
Whitney slapped a hand over her face, feeling her cheeks burn. "Oh God. I feel so stupid."
"Don't! Meet me downtown! I want to see you!"
"Where is that stupid taxi?" she muttered. "He's going to think I stood him up!" Restlessly, she tapped her foot & looked at her watch. Stupid taxi! Glancing down at her watch one last time, she decided to run to the bus stop.
Whitney's eyes widened as she watched in horror and the man transformed before her eyes. Mystery Man grabbed her hand and hissed, "Run!"
They ran as fast as they could away from the scene in front of their eyes.
Mystery Man shook his head. "I think we got away."
Whitney bent over and tried to catch her breath. "What was that thing?"
"I don't know. I've never seen anything like that before!" Glancing at her shaking shoulders, he pulled her close. "You're freezing."
It felt good to be in his warm embrace. Whitney just leaned her head on his shoulder. "That was scary!"
"Oh God," Whitney moaned when she finally pulled away. "I don't even know your name!"
Mystery Man laughed. "Nice to meet you Whitney. My name is Victor Russell."
They fell into a pattern of spending time together right after work and then throwing themselves into their skill-building.
And he'd known then & there that Whitney was the only woman for him.