After those first few messages I can remember being excited to meet Eli. We shared a lot of pictures and he never asked for inappropriate ones like a lot of guys do. He was into so many things I was. Gym, soccer, actually going out and DOING stuff. I loved it and thought… Wow! This guy might actually be fun!
We talked about the day to day things we were doing and shared more about each other through text messages.
We made a plan to meet each other that Friday. He said he had some shopping to do and would love for me to show him around Chattanooga. He said he used to live in North Carolina, but came here for his job.
That was kind of true. He just left some details out. Some BIG details, but I’m not ready to go there yet. I want to live in the moments of how this all started. They were great moments! ❤️
We texted constantly in the days leading up to when we were supposed to meet. I forgot about a football game I was supposed to be at on that Friday and had to reschedule for Saturday the 25th. He was fine with that…
Later he revealed he thought I was backing out on him. Nope… I was telling the truth from day 1. My lies didn’t begin until his lies started to be seen. I’ll get to all of that…
Thinking back on these days before we met I’m still asking myself if I regret. I don’t… I truly don’t because that first date brought back something in me that I thought was long gone.
The English word for it is fire, but the Spanish word sounds so much better.
Fuego!
We’re three days from the night we first met, and it’s my favorite story of them all…