{"product_id":"letter-034-traffic-light-green","title":"Letter 034 — Traffic Light, Green","description":"\u003cp\u003eDear me,\u003cbr\u003eAs every self-respecting girl does on a first date, so did I: makeup, high heels, and the previous night's hangover.\u003cbr\u003eAll dressed up and twenty minutes late, I saw him sitting across from the underground station with the most hideous red baseball cap, waiting for me.\u003cbr\u003eI waved and crossed the street.\u003cbr\u003eI wasn't nervous.\u003cbr\u003eI guess that's the effect of knowing he likes me more than I like him.\u003cbr\u003eThe hug came across my waist before my arrival did.\u003cbr\u003eI felt instantly desired.\u003cbr\u003eAnd it felt good.\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003eI couldn't wait to stop before we got to the place and light a cigarette.\u003cbr\u003eI needed my best friend.\u003cbr\u003eNot for support.\u003cbr\u003eJust to enjoy it with me.\u003cbr\u003eHe couldn't stop looking at me.\u003cbr\u003eI wore the black trousers.\u003cbr\u003eThe leather ones.\u003cbr\u003eThe ones that hide the legs I hate so much.\u003cbr\u003eMy dark hair was falling over the dropped-shoulder tee I was wearing, with pagan symbols and a voodoo doll on the back.\u003cbr\u003eJust so he knows what he's getting into.\u003cbr\u003eTotally opposite from the blond-haired, blue-eyed, Viking-looking guy waiting for me on the other side.\u003cbr\u003eI guess the only matching thing we had was the black outfits and the punk\/minimal outfits we were both wearing.\u003cbr\u003eMost men would have already been scared.\u003cbr\u003eWith him, it went totally the opposite way.\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003eAfter some pointless chit-chat and small talk, we dived right into it.\u003cbr\u003eGames.\u003cbr\u003eDrinks.\u003cbr\u003eAnd a few compliments later from men — well, not towards me.\u003cbr\u003eTowards him.\u003cbr\u003eApparently, he was the main act and I was the supporting role in the British movie of dating.\u003cbr\u003e\"Great beard, man.\"\u003cbr\u003e\"Nice tattoos, dude.\"\u003cbr\u003eAll I heard in my direction was a warning to sleep with one eye open when, during a game of throwing axes, I turned out to be fabulously vicious and very good at it.\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003eYet he didn't really seem to move his attention from me.\u003cbr\u003eMe only.\u003cbr\u003eStaying close.\u003cbr\u003eUsing every chance — or creating one — to touch my waist or put my hair behind my ear.\u003cbr\u003eI didn't mind.\u003cbr\u003eAnd the few \"You look really good\" casually sugary sweets he was feeding me weren't exactly something I was going to complain about.\u003cbr\u003eNeither was the kiss at the traffic light before we crossed the street on the way out.\u003cbr\u003eNot very passionate.\u003cbr\u003eBut good.\u003cbr\u003eAnd I could tell how much he had waited for it.\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003eHe even boarded the Tube my way to walk me home.\u003cbr\u003eWe sat on a bench, legs open across each other, mine on top of his, you know, like teenagers who have nowhere to go to do the job.\u003cbr\u003eWe had somewhere to go.\u003cbr\u003eBut I didn't want to.\u003cbr\u003eI felt tired and was more in a hugging mood than anything sexual.\u003cbr\u003eWhich didn't exactly apply to him, as I could feel his hard abs — and not only those — while he was pulling my body next to his.\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003e\"I don't care if we have sex today,\" he said.\u003cbr\u003e\"I'm glad, because we won't.\"\u003cbr\u003eBut I couldn't not be provocative either, so I said, right into his eyes while kissing him:\u003cbr\u003e\"So you don't want to fuck me?\"\u003cbr\u003eHis reply was something I hadn't heard a man say before, even when he was in love with me.\u003cbr\u003eAnd yet...\u003cbr\u003esomething wasn't just clicking.\u003cbr\u003eEven though his last words to me were:\u003cbr\u003e\"No fucking. More of a love-making. Good night. I can't wait to see you again. You are so much cooler than I imagined.\"\u003c\/p\u003e","brand":"Love Letters To Myself","offers":[{"title":"Default","offer_id":58225472045387,"sku":null,"price":1.49,"currency_code":"USD","in_stock":true}],"url":"https:\/\/loveletterstomyself.co\/products\/letter-034-traffic-light-green","provider":"Love Letters To Myself","version":"1.0","type":"link"}