Conquistar Mi Amor

I came, I saw, I conquered.

Or rather, I had mi amor conquistado.

Mr. Ugly-Sexy and I had some fierce chemistry goin' on from the very start of the weekend, when we saw each other for the first time since the infamous Dumpling Party Proposal. He smiled at me, my heart beat faster. FIREWORKS. EN FUEGO! Ever the gentleman, he wasted no time getting me a cocktail, getting me into the hot tub, and getting me into bed.

It. Was. Delightful. I mean, sun, pool, cocktails, bed...shake, stir, repeat. AWESOME.

But I have to be totally honest and say the best part of the weekend actually came on the dance floor. The Natalie/Nat King Cole duet, "Unforgettable" was playing, and Mr. Ugly-Sexy held me close while we slow danced in the middle of the floor. Though surrounded by other people, I felt only one thing when he leaned down to kiss my shoulder gently, and squeezed my hand, telling me he found me "unforgettable" too.

And here's what I felt: I felt some part of my heart just crack open. I felt vulnerable, and moved, and a little bit scared. And excited. And terrified. Yikes! What's that I hear? Is that the sound of the Four Man Plan going out the window?!? Could I really be ready to become a one-man kinda girl? Is that even possible? For the first time in a long time, I caught a glimpse of something which made me think...maybe for real this time...

Or perhaps it was too much sun. Or too much booze. Or just the romance of the weekend going to my head.

Or maybe not!