Looking for James

I went out looking for James and I found Alex. I wasn't going to hook up with anyone but James, but I waited until midnight [2009] and no James. Alex and I were like the two after last call at an all-nighter, well, not quite, but I'm sure you get the picture. We got chatting sitting back watching the passing parade. He said he was waiting for somebody nice. I said I was too. 

We sat and passed the time and, apparently, nobody nice walked past. 

"Do you want to fool around in the meantime," said Alex. Cute smile, dimples even. I'm a sucker for dimples. 

“Yeah.” You are really handsome, after all. “Sure.”

So, we did the walk to a cubicle, I call it ‘the gotcha’ walk. You see it all the time, two guys paired up, no longer looking around, just looking ahead concentrating on finding a room. 

And he was... he was... he was... good, great muscle control.

"Do you want my phone number?" he asked as we were heading out.

"Actually, the guy I was waiting for, I'm kind of keen on."

"Oh," he said, almost disappointed.

But Alex is adorable. And he just proved how lovely he is "Yeah, okay. Why not," I said. What the hell.

So, we swapped numbers.

Smiley Alex with the dimples.