I smelt her before I ever saw here. The sweet succulent cologne she wore wafted through the air as she walked briskly past me, my backside to her, making its way into my nasal cavity causing my head to snap in her direction. "What is it?" April, the friend I was talking to asked me.
"Did you smell that?" I asked with a sense of urgency, like I was asking if she knew whether the shot that killed Kennedy came from the schoolbook depository or the grassy knoll.
"Smell what?" She responded with a questioning look in her eye.
"That woman who just walked by. Do you know her?" I asked referring to the strong sexy butch that was now standing at the bar ordering a drink.
"Can't say that I've ever seen her before. But fuck, she's hot." April replied as her eyes examined the specimen who had introduced herself to me with her pheromones.
"You're kidding, right? You fucking know everyone, but you don't know who she is?" I was hopping April was giving me a hard time and that she in fact knew this amazing goddess and that she would introduce me to her.
"Man, I wish I did. But you're not the only one interested." She said smiling at me.
"I saw her first, April."
"I'm well aware that you smelled her first, but that's not what I'm talking about. She's totally checking you out."
"What?" I gasped spinning around so quickly that I collided with the woman attempting to walk past me, spilling my drink all over her silk top. "Oh my God!" I'm so sorry." I said as I tried to recover from a very embarrassing display of grace.
"Excuse me, but I think my friend here has had enough to drink for the night." I heard the unknown songbird like alto voice say from behind me, cutting off my repeated apologies and attempts to blot the woman's blouse with my napkin. "She's very sorry about the accident, here's my card," she said reaching into her jacket pocket retrieving a business card and handing it to the stained, but very charmed woman. "Please feel free to call me about the cleaning bill. That's a magnificent blouse, I'd hate to see it spoiled by a glass of cheap red wine."
I stood motionless, as charmed as the stranger who now at least knew the name of the woman who had insulted my choice of wine. But that didn't seem to matter much; my senses had been catapulted into overdrive by her sweet aroma. This mystery butch was a divine speaker with a soothingly rich voice and a decadently packaged toned exterior.
I didn't say another word to the woman I had spoiled with my drink, nor to April, but rather willingly allowed myself to be lead from the bar by this avenger of a goddess. "You insulted my taste in wine." I finally sputtered once we reached the street outside.
"It was a cheap brand." She answered taking a cigarette from a slick case and lighting it.
"How would you know?" I shot back in self-defense despite the fact that she was correct. It had been a cheap band from a bad year making it's selection all that more worse.
"Before you emptied your you glass rather rudely on top of that poor woman, I asked the bartender what you were drinking, so that I could get you another." She replied smoothly exhaling a drag. "Your names Jackie, isn't it?" she questioned.
"Yeah, how did you know?" I asked in shock. I wasn't really upset that she had insulted my drink, I just didn't know what else to say other than I wanted to be fucked by her so bad I was already drenched in wetness.
"Yeah, I've seen you around."
"You have?" She gave a small laugh, the surprise must have been apparent on my face.
"Yeah, I have. So now that I have you alone, what would you like to do?" She asked with a hidden agenda in her eyes. "I suppose I should introduce myself first, I'm Ryan" she said softly shaking my outstretched hand. "Do you like Thai, there is this wonderful place near my flat we could go to. It stays open late."
"Ah, yeah I do, but." I said as ungracefully as I had moved only minutes earlier.
"If you would rather go back inside I'd understand." She said nonchalantly.
"No, that's not what I meant."
