2 hours ago
Enrique it seemed had moved from Mexico to Moscow and had done it relatively recently. It was a good enough explanation as to why it sounded as if he didn’t have steady work, but still, he didn’t look like a freeloader or someone who mooched off the system. He seemed pretty down to earth as well, but Marisol was certain there was more to the story. She smiled when he pretty much admitted it.
”Ohhh…secrets. So much fun!” she said, her voice teasing. ”I get it. Not every detail should be shared with someone you just met.”
Enrique nodded. ”Yeah, although I wouldn’t mind sharing so much. Just not here. It’s someone to share I’m a more personal space.” he gave her a serious look. ”And I don’t want to put you on guard or anything. This is not an attempt to get you out for nefarious purposes.”
She smiled at his desire to out her mind at ease. Truth be told though, she wouldn’t mind leaving with him. She didn’t sense any ill will from the man, and at the same time - if he did try something, she could take care of herself. ”What if I wanted to though?” she asked her voice teasing slightly before she turned serious. ”I am gonna tell you up front though - not gonna sleep with you.”
He grinned at her. ”Well that changes things. If you’re comfortable with it, I wouldn’t mind hosting more private get together. And your terms are acceptable.” he stood up and paid their tabs, and they left the bar. ”Not far - I did walk - hope you don’t mind.”
Marisol shook her head. ”Not a problem. I grew up here. I’m used to the cold.” while they walked, her mind contemplated what secrets this man with her held.
”Ohhh…secrets. So much fun!” she said, her voice teasing. ”I get it. Not every detail should be shared with someone you just met.”
Enrique nodded. ”Yeah, although I wouldn’t mind sharing so much. Just not here. It’s someone to share I’m a more personal space.” he gave her a serious look. ”And I don’t want to put you on guard or anything. This is not an attempt to get you out for nefarious purposes.”
She smiled at his desire to out her mind at ease. Truth be told though, she wouldn’t mind leaving with him. She didn’t sense any ill will from the man, and at the same time - if he did try something, she could take care of herself. ”What if I wanted to though?” she asked her voice teasing slightly before she turned serious. ”I am gonna tell you up front though - not gonna sleep with you.”
He grinned at her. ”Well that changes things. If you’re comfortable with it, I wouldn’t mind hosting more private get together. And your terms are acceptable.” he stood up and paid their tabs, and they left the bar. ”Not far - I did walk - hope you don’t mind.”
Marisol shook her head. ”Not a problem. I grew up here. I’m used to the cold.” while they walked, her mind contemplated what secrets this man with her held.