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Looks like I have a lunch date tomorrow.

I've not mentioned him here (I don't think...my memory may be failing me...I will officially be old as of tomorrow, remember...), but I work with this dude called Mason. For the first several months we worked together, there was a distinct "heat" between us. He flirted with me, mercilessly. He made me blush. He made me laugh, sometimes uncontrollably. We talked a lot about sex. I generally had no idea what to say around him because I became fifteen every time he came near me. Luckily, that evidently didn't matter to him.

He's a breast man and I've got 'em. Who needs conversation?

Since we work together, I wanted to make sure this wasn't going to be something that blew up in my face, so I moved with extreme slowness. Smart cookie, I. Shortly, I figured out that he wasn't my type, after all...well, that and he started dating someone else, rather seriously, and so he never asked me out anyway.

The cool thing is, though, that he's become a good friend. He still makes me laugh and I still find him sexy, but our relationship took a distinct turn in to friendship months ago. I gave him lots of relationship advice.

Evidently, I am not the next Dear Abby cuz he and his girlie broke up a few weeks ago.

Which brings me to tomorrow's lunch...

Supposedly, we're just going to lunch so that we can catch up on each other's lives. Seems he had an event-filled weekend and needs to give me all the gory details, outside of work's walls. Must be juicy and I can not wait.

On the flip side, I hope he doesn't decide to spark up the flirtation again, now that he's single. He's done that before. I think he lusts after me when he's single. When he's not, he just thinks I'm a fun buddy.

Nothing wrong with flirtation, of course, regardless of his dating circumstances. I just don't know if I'll have the wherewithal to not succumb to his many charms, if given the opportunity again.

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