I got off the plane and took a deep breath. I wondered if he would still remember me. I was instantly filled with excitement, so I ran to Baggage Claim and quickly grabbed my hot pink suitcase. I got my rental car from Thrifty and put it in gear. I tool a deep breath and began to drive toward the hotel where my dream was without a clue as to whether or not he would ever see me again. I hoped he would be happy when he did...
I finally arrived at my hotel so I stepped out of the car and dialed Sandra. I told her I was ready and she could check me in secretly so Ken wouldn't see. Rendezvousing with him was [hopefully] going to be perfect. I thought back of the last time we met... so long ago! We were so young and inexperienced! I chuckled as I unloaded my car and set up in my room. I double checked to make sure the room number was right. It was 5, the same as last time. I held in my nervous hands the already written postcard-- the exact one he had picked out so many years ago. Sandra came up to the room and I handed her the postcard in an envelope that said ''Love, Room Five.'' It was almost time...
I looked at myself in the mirror. I was still my 5'0'' short self, but at least I was wearing 6 inch heels that were surprisingly comfortable for me. But then again, wouldn't anything be after so many years of Pointe? Anyways, I thought, I'm good to go. I did a checklist in my head. Trendy Fendi light pink cocktail dress: check. White Fox Goldie lipgloss: check. Chanel perfume: check. 2 inches below my shoulder dirty blondehair: check. [What?I was nervous.] Bag of beef jerky that Ken loved (good memories!): check. I turned around and heard a knock on my door...
I breathed in and out and opened the door. There was Ken, dressed as he was told, in slacks and pants and looking fine! He was even taller than last time! He was now 6'7'' [wow! but his spiky black hair and boyish face remained. I stared into his green-blue eyes and said, ''Uhh... hi! I don't think you remember me...'' He cut me off with a hug and his deep voice said, ''How could I forget?'' I was positive I blushed as pink as my Trendy Fendi was, so I giggled and went back into the room for his special gift...
I grabbed his beef jerky and handed it to him, going Trendy Fendi pink again. ''I got you this as a sort-of rendezvous gift,'' I said while locking the door. He burst into his innocent laughter and smiled a smile of diamonds at me. ''Why, thank you my dear,'' he said putting it into his back pocket for later. He offered me his and and I took it as we got in the car and started to drive to the restaurant where, little did I know, so many things would happen...
When we were settled at the table and had placed our orders, Ken asked, ''So...why did you come back?'' I twiddled my thumbs under the table, ''Uhh... well, this might sound kind of silly.. [laughs]... but....I came back for you,'' I gave him a crooked smile, ''My heart couldn't take it anymore,'' I shrugged my shoulders and bit my lip, hoping for the best. Ken flashed his diamond-white teeth again. He reached across the table and grabbed my hand.''I'm so glad you did. I couldn't stand it either.'' Our food arrived and we dined together while telling stories and sharing experiences with each other for two hours. Finally, we paid the bill and walked outside. We got in the car and drove back to the hotel. When I parked and started to get out of the car, Ken stopped me. ''Wait,'' he said. ''Mmm?'' ''I need to give you something,'' he said. ''Not from the wallet, but from the heart.'' Confused I said, '' You didn't need to get me...'' He cut me of short with the most passionate kiss I had ever experienced. He got out of the car and helped me out [what a gentleman!] and said goodnight. I ran up to my room and buried my face in my pillow and screamed, ''YES!!!!!!!!!'' with all of my might...
The next morning I woke up to find myself dead... or at least in the company of an angel on Earth. ''K-k-ken?'' I asked, rubbing my temples. He smiled, ''Morning sunshine.'' ''How'd you get in?'' He shook some keys at me and said, ''Manager!'' i hugged him. ''That's great, baby!'' Suddenly I wentTrendy Fendi pink again and turned away, super embarrassed. ''What's wrong? Are you upset? Cuz if you are, I can leave. I mean, I'll go right now if you...'' ''No, I was just embarrased. i'm okay now.'' He stood up. ''Embarrased of what? How gorgeous you are?'' [Trendy Fendi time...] I giggled and stood up to give him a peck on the cheek. He turned his head, so it was a kiss on th lips, and I swore I could hear fireworks. I rested my head on his toned chest. He bent his neck and whispered, ''I have to go now, babe, my shift starts soon. But feel free to come swing by the lobby anytime. If you want, you can have a ''toilet problem'' or something later on and I can come visit.'' I giggled, ''I'll find something, don't you worry! Get going now, I don''t want you to have to fire yourself!'' He kissed me one last time. He stopped in the doorway. ''Bye, babe,'' he grinned a goofy grin. I laughed and began to close the door, ''Go you silly!'' When I heard the lock shut I closed my eyes and sank down to the floor, wondering if I was the happiest woman alive...
Later that day, i sent with Sandra [another long-time front desk worker] a postcard for Ken [the same one] telling him to meet me when the sun first starts to set at the same restaurant we went to last night. I decided to go with the ''Smoochie the Gucci'' look this time with a dress that matched my eyes. So wore my light blue Gucci cocktail dress [which was actually comfy too!]and a different Chanel perfume with my new Steve Madden pumps, so I wouldn't bore him. I drobe to the restaurant to find him in a Ralph Lauren blue and white vertically striped polo and some khaki slacks with [luckily not man-sperrys on his feet; they were Doc Martens.] He smiled, ''You look great.'' Teasingly, I said, ''[Whistle] Look who's talking!'' He laughed and kissed me as we sat down and gave our order. To my surprise, he ordered a bottle of King Louis the 13th Cognac! It was almost 14,000! ''Excuse me, waitress, but he's obviously joking,s so...'' ''No, I'm not, babe.'' He smiled, ''I was saving up money to find you anyway. Now that you're here, I gotta spend it somehow, love. It's a birthday gift! Plus I've given you many gifts from the heart, why not one from the wallet?'' ''One bottle of cognac?'' the waitress confirmed. ''Oui and merci,'' said Ken. The waitress came back quickly and we ate our food while thoroughly enjoying each other's company and laughing as we had the night before. I glanced at the untouched bottle of cognac, ''That was extremely generous of you, but really you didn't have to do this for me. And how did you remember it was my birthday? I'm nothing special...'' Ken sighed, carefully grabbed the cognac, paid the waitress [in cash!] and led me outside. All of a sudden, he blindfolded me with a napkin! ''What are you doing?'' ''Wait and see, my love. Now, give me your shoes.'' Confused and amused, I handed him my shoes. [Corny rhyme!] He led me [now barefoot] to a very soft place, I could tell we were still otuside. I crinkled my toes when he stopped. ''Sit down,'' he said. I obeyed and sat down. I touched the soft surface; it was sand.'' He removed my blindfold and handed me a glass of cognac. I accepted and we drank our glasses while looking at the white sand beach and its perfect moonlight. He seemed to radiate more light tonight, but I don't know if it was the moon, or what. I could tell he was excited to be here with me. He cleared his throat and scooted very close to me and held my hands.. ''You know how you said that you were nothing special?'' ''Yes.'' ''Well, my love, I wan to prove to you that you are something special. In case you haven't noticed, I've given you a gift from the heart, a gift from the wallet, but not a gift from both. I want you to know you are the most special thing in the world to me even though I've only seen you for 6 days, not even a week! But every moment, every second even, of my life, I have loved you. I constantly think about you. I don't want you to go home... except to get things to move in with me.'' ''Oh, Ken will you be my boyfriend?'' ''No, Barbie, because [he gets down on one knee and opens a little box] I want to be your husband. Will you be my something special?'' I burst into happy tears and kissed him with passion for five minutes straight. I finally let go for a moment's breath. ''Yes. I do.'
