Sweet Freedom!

"What did I do?" I thought to myself as I walked down the stairs with Mr. Puerto Rico trailing close behind. Ever since handing in our speed dating match cards, he hadn’t left my side. It might’ve been wonderful if I was smitten, but I wasn’t. Besides, I just attended the speed dating event because I wanted to flirt with someone other than my Dominoes delivery guy!

I made a beeline for the bar, hoping to lose Mr. Puerto Rico, and sat beside the cute Cuban I’d met earlier during the bathroom break. He was hanging around after the Cougars and Cubs speed dating event on the lower level and was strictly there to scout older booty. His sleaze factor made him the perfect candidate for a quick flirtation—no stalking, no pressure and no number exchange!

And that’s when it hit me. Mr. Puerto Rico would soon receive an email with my phone number because I had deemed us a “match.” That meant he would call and invite me out on a date, and I didn’t want to go on a date with him or anyone else. I just wasn’t ready. So I did want most women do when avoiding a man. I flirted like loca, with anybody and everybody. As I juggled flirting with the Cuban Cub, the bartender and the event organizer, I felt Mr. Puerto Rico’s eyes boring into my back. I felt awful. But at this point in my life, I wanted to be selfish. I wanted to be free. So I sipped my complimentary Bacardi and Coke (thanks bartender) and made my way to the Singles Mixer After Party.

xo,

Sujeiry
lovemionline.com

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