Some guys just don’t know when to quit!
Three weeks ago whilst out with my friends I met the most persistent Taurus I’ve ever met! You’d think some guys can take a hint… but no… not this one!
This Taurus pretty much jammed his foot in the door and simply won’t leave!
On a night out with friends, I was mighty content to fill the emptiness in my heart with alcohol accompanied with a complementary smile. Happy to simply be around friends, the last thing I was expecting was to be hit on by a smooth talking charmer in a navy shirt… Slightly amused and even flattered at first, I noticed the cute dimples on both sides and the eyes of someone who was interested.
However, it took about the time it takes for a song to take over my soul to forget about those hands that sought me out on the dance floor.
Moving from one club to another, I thought I’d lost him somewhere among the crowd… probably to some easier girl that didn’t give him that much trouble…
Imagine my surprise when I turn around and there was Mr. Persistent himself, not only was he there in my space but he made it quite clear that he was interested in than more than my attention.
Cat and Mouse – He asked for it!
Enough playtime before things get too serious… just before I tell him about the boyfriend: screwing up his chances of seeing me the next day…
Soft touch, sensual lips and a good dose of charm… what harm could a little TLC do? Especially from someone who gave it so willingly… I was beginning to enjoy it too… until I foresaw that defining kiss that took things to another level…
That’s when I turned my back to find that friend I haven’t seen in a long time… And there he was, as if summoned… smiling and as willing to catch up on old times as I was.
There I did it! He’s gone… or is he?
It wasn’t long before I was pulled away from my friend and reminded that bulls don’t give up that easily… not only was he bull-headed but he also managed to pin me into a sitting position that made it nearly impossible to get up without falling into him.
Uh Oh… now I’ve done it! I’ve attracted a leech!!!
Not only was he not taking a hint but he didn’t believe me about the boyfriend either.
“Where’s your boyfriend now?”
Where should he be if he wasn’t with me at that precise moment? - Lisbon!
I congratulated myself on my quick thinking considering my senses were being assaulted by a very sensual kiss to the neck. Where once he was simply breathing, he now dared to take lips where his warm breath had left a trail.
Irresistible… but coming from the wrong source!
I began wondering how I’d gotten myself into that precise mess!
“Hey!!! Hands off to what doesn’t belong to you!!!”
Yes - he ignored my protests flat!!!
I searched “big brother” for an SOS… but he sat near my side amused by my predicament and none too willing to offer any help.
Tired of dodging determined lips, I decided to give the guy a solid ditch by telling him to go chase another skirt!
“You see that girl over there… she wants your beef, go get her!”
That didn´t work either, in fact… I had to ask help from my friends to get unlocked and up from my seat or he wouldn’t let go.
After that night, I thought I was left with no more than mere photos to remind me of him when I was surprised with one of those original e-mails that you don’t read everyday:
“Hello Honey, boyfriend from Lisbon here – just to let you know that I’ve met that guy you met the other night and he seems like a pretty cool person. So anytime you feel you want to go out to movies with him; just so you know that it’s okay by me”
At first I was speechless! None of my friends had given him my number, e-mail or any other contact. He simply took it upon himself to find me on the net and get my e-mail address off my blog. Two points to the man, one for persistence the other for originality. After much deliberation, I felt he deserved some kind of response even though I had little intention of going out with him so I replied with:
“Hello boyfriend, didn´t realise you changed your e-mail addy. Yeah, I kinda thought that guy was pretty cute and sweet. Maybe I will consider hooking up with him one night, too bad I didn´t get his number”
The response consisted of nine digits.
I must’ve lost them when I changed phones. Truth is I can barely recall what I ate yesterday much less remember to call that guy I met three weeks ago. I guess I’d have to rely on destiny to run into him again…
I guessed wrong.... Waiting for me in my inbox was the following message:
“Hi, as are the terms in my contract of being a persistent guy, I just had to give it another shot at asking you out for coffee.”
And just to add the cherry on top of one unrelenting cake… he also gave me the address to a newly founded blog he wrote with his friend that kicked off with an entry called “Oops… I did it again” A piece dedicated to the best brush offs given by men and women. I ticked off the list, one by one realising that I gave the poor guy every brush off in the book. It was when I got to number seven that I realised that he wasn’t giving up so easily. Persistence, originality, intelligence, charm and pure determination… Some guys don’t come close to earning as much credits. So to this last e-mail I could only respond: