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Until her cell phone rang.
She looked at the phone, silenced it, and we talked more about her vacation. A few minutes later, it rang again. She silenced it, we talked. Then three minutes later, the phone in her room rang. She finally answered. The conversation was short and terse, with Natalia ending by telling Joseph she'd call when she found an apartment and was a bit more settled in.
"Joe and I dated, but we're taking... a break. Well, he's taking a break. I'm pretty much done with him," she said, putting down the phone. She then told the story of meeting him when she started her grad program, him being in DC, of all their incompatibilities - from sense of style and career ambitions to bedroom activities. I don't know if it was the beer or if she generally had low self-monitoring, but I learned how she'd been faithful to this guy for four years and he hand't gone down on her once, yet expected her to blow him every time they had sex. "That's something I miss..." she said. Initially, I wasn't wanting to hear it, but as she talked about sex, I became keenly interested. They were taking a break and sorting things out, but he wasn't good at the break part. "Enough about that, I'm getting hungry... we are getting dinner, right?" she said, standing up and heading to the door, setting her empty beer bottle on the table between my chair and where she was sitting on her bed.
I finished my beer and stood up. "Sure, but I was thinking we might want to head into town for dinner. It might prevent scandal," I offered. It was only a 25 minute drive and I had two goals in mind. First, I had an idea of a few places to go that were out of the way and where we were unlikely to run into colleagues or students. Second, the food was way better. She laughed, agreed, and in a few minutes we were in my truck on our way to town.
Conversation stayed light for the drive in. She asked about my dating. I was honest - I wasn't seeing anyone. I didn't talk about who I was fucking, but I wasn't committed. She didn't ask about sex, just dating. I mentioned I went out on a few casual dates from time to time, that I wasn't looking for anything too serious, and this didn't seem to alarm her. As we got closer to town I asked if Thai was ok. Initially, we'd talked about Italian, but I was in a different mood. She agreed and we went to Thai on 6th, a good but small place on the north side of town. It was also very slow, so we could talk, flirt, and see where things went.
We were seated at a small round booth-like table in the corner. There was a great view out the windows towards the foothills. She slid in and I sat next to her with only her purse between us. While they were usually a bit slow (a secret I kept to myself), the hostess said they had a problem in the kitchen earlier and asked us if we'd like some complimentary appetizers. We settled on some chicken satays and veggie springrolls. And we each got a Long Island ice tea. When we finally did get dinner, I ordered a bottle of Gewurztraminer.
"I don't normally drink white wines," I offered, "but this sweet wine goes well with the spices in Thai."
Natalia took a sip of the cold wine and agreed. Then shared that she was really buzzed. We both laughed. As we worked through dinner, then black rice pudding, we decided to go for a walk in the park across the street before heading home. The park was along a river and as we walked, I made a rather wry comment about the changing season. It was just after 8:30 and almost dark. Natalia stepped closer to me, her arm brushing mine, and commented that it was starting to get cold. Taking a bit of a risk, I grabbed her hand gently, agreed it was getting cold, and asked if she wanted to head back. She just nodded, wrapping her fingers between mine.
We got to my truck and I opened the door for her.