Room
I take a deep breath before opening the door to restaurant, bracing myself, preparing myself. I glance around not seeing him. So I start to text him, I feel him suddenly and look up and he is standing there. My entire body tensed up and I swear I could feel every part of my body suddenly come alive. He walks up to me, I can't even remember what he said or what he whispered other than asking if I wanted to go to dinner or go up to the room. Immediately I knew, we would never make it through dinner. I needed him, alone. I opted for the room. Some background, he, Jason, was someone I dated when I was 21, I cannot even call him an ex technically because we were not in a committed relationship. We dated for months, and even at 21, our sexual chemistry was off the charts and I have never been that attracted to someone since him. When my husband passed away I reached out to him, because he too, had lost his wife a year and some months before. I figured if anyone would know what I was de