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- Story Listed as: Fiction For Adults
- Theme: Love stories / Romance
- Subject: Drama
- Published: 07/12/2024
Dreamy British Man
Born 1995, F, from Medellin, ColombiaThe first time I saw him was at my job, a restaurant in Brisbane. It was one of my first days on the job. I was in the bar, and he came to pay his bill and introduce himself. I introduced myself too. My memory isn’t particularly good, especially with names. I was so busy trying to get all the new information stock in my head, apart from getting used to my new environment and colleagues. The only thing I remember from this introduction is, he is a regular. I thought, “ok, if he comes as often as he says, I’ll eventually learn his name. '' I Felt kind of bad because from that day he called me by my name, and I forgot his one minute after our introduction.
My next thought was “not bad, not bad at all” wile he was walking way. He is tall, with blue, shaming and expressive eyes. He rides his bicycle basically everywhere, he is in shape. I’ve always been into guys with long hair. His great long hair, just below the shoulders, stray and well taken care off combined with his two days beard. He is just hard to ignore, hot and sexy. And his ass, I think a big ass is what I like the most physically in a guy, you can imagine how big and (hot??) is his ass. It's unfair, hot, sexy, with a cheeky personally in one person. Don’t let me start with his hot, supper sexy British accent (I’m a socker for British accent). Eventually I leaned his name “Chris”
He was right, it’s his favorite restaurant, but 5 times a week seems too much for me. I felt bad, 8 months later and still can’t remember his name. It made me feel worse because he is also a friend of my workmates. I like them, we had drinks after work often, and sometimes went with us.
At some point in the story, he started to work for my same company, different restaurants though. I convince myself it is just an innocent crush. I wasn’t planning to do something about it. I try to avoid drama in my life as much as possible. That’s why I don’t mix my work life with my personal life. I lie to myself, I wasn’t just a crush, I definitely like him more than I allow myself to feel, because he is just a “crush”
Until the company party we were just friends but after a couple of drinks and un or two joins, I woke up in his bed, he was still asleep and as I was writing this. This happened yesterday and I almost don’t believe I just slept with him.
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