"..You know you want to hold my hand..."

Oh my!! What a night this was. The first part of my evening was spent with the very talented Christina, listening to various bands play..if you didnt know I freelance write reviews on bands for an online magazine... So she and I were listening to bands, having a good time making fun of my ex who happened to be there with a rather large woman (nothing against the large woman but considering he felt embarrassed to be in public with me..) and the group of people who contributed to the end of our relationship -  while I do not like them, I am thankful for them. Anyway my blog isnt about that douche. 

Christina and I had a good time, catching up and listening to the music. We Left the bar and parted ways. Not wanting to go home just yet, despite the fact that it was already 1:30am and unable to get my mind off the double-wide, I hit up my buddy..lets call him.."G"...who was out with two others. After going back & forth on the phone we decided to meet at CJ Wellingtons. Well I was waiting and waiting, when a beautiful stranger popped his head through the passenger window and said: "hi are you Jen?"...

Maybe it was the alcohol or that it was 2am or both, but the way the streetlight was hitting this guy's head, it looked as if he had a golden halo around him, making him appear angelic and that at any moment I would hear the "AHHHHHH" singing.

Staring into his blue eyes, across the passengers seat, most likely blushing, I answered: "yes and who are you?"

Well after shaking hands with "Trouble" and meeting up with "G",  we decided to go swimming with "trouble" in my car and the other boys in the other car...well for lack of better word - "trouble" was definitely trouble but in such a delicious way! The whole ride to the beach consisted of him flirting, complimenting and trying him to hold my hand and me blushing the entire way.

We get to the beach, and well I love the beach and looooove the ocean, and I find it insanely hard to resist going into the water. It didnt take long to convince "trouble" to go in...however unlike trouble I went swimming in Jeans and a tank..."Trouble" decided to strip down to his boxers...and WOW mama.. I think I even said wow outloud, and told him he was delicious... Poor kid I think I embarrassed him. he he.. so we went swimming, with him hugging me and just trying to get me to touch him until about 5am and than I went home.

My question for the night: is an age difference really a big deal? there is a 4 yr difference btw us...Im not looking for anything in particular...but to just play...oh man he was just so adorable, I still have a stupid smile from it..