What would you imagine when I say I had found a good hook up guy? Good looking, great body, a sweet chap? Aryan was all that and more. In fact, he was one of the most charming men I had ever met. I could have great conversations with him, despite the fact that I generally sucked at having conversations, and he was as sweet as sugar.
When I first met him, I was mesmerized. However, we were both in a situation where we did not want to get serious about anybody. I had just gotten out of a 4 year old relationship and he…well, he just preferred the hook up culture, in general.
So we met one night, after being set up by a mutual friend. We had a couple of drinks and dinner and bar hopped till late in the night before ending up at his place! The make out session was mind-blowing and what followed was even better. I was hoping to leave his place once we were done but he suggested I stay over and since my office was closer from his place, I decided it wouldn’t hurt to sleep the night at his place… or whatever was left of it.
We were still sleeping in the morning, when there was a knock on his bedroom door. He had told me that his maid used to come in the morning since his mother wasn’t in town and so I didn’t bother about it. A few minutes later, there was another knock and a sophisticated voice called out his name ‘Aryan, get up, it’s getting late!’
‘Who’s that?’ I muttered as he got out of bed and put on his T-shirt and pajamas to open the door. ‘My mother,’ came the flat reply. I shot up in bed, I was wearing one of his T-shirts and before I could reach my clothes, he had already opened the door! His mother entered and gave him a little hug, before finally noticing that there was a half naked girl sitting under her son’s blanket. ‘Oh, hi!’ she said as I tried to form sentences and then just ended up nodding in really quick head movements. There was a moment of silence where he stood there with a sheepish grin on his face, his mother stood there with an amused smile on her face and I sat there, wishing more than anything that I had Harry Potter’s invisibility cloak. His mother then turned and left the room telling him to get ready for work or he’ll get late, but he just got back into the bed with me. ‘You could’ve warned me that your mother was home… or warned her that I would be here!’ I said, hitting him lightly on his arm. He laughed and said, ‘Gosh, I really thought I did warn her. But, hey, that wasn’t so awkward, was it?’
The moment will forever be etched in my memory as one of the most awkward moments in my life and as I sat there for half an hour (while he slept) wondering just how I was going to step out and face his mother, all I remember thinking was, some day it would make for a really funny story!
However, a few hours later after we had a hook up and did manage to get out of bed, there was breakfast ready and his mother tried to make some conversation happen (and I managed to reply!) before I finally left. In the later months of our short-lived hook up, his mother and I, actually had more meaningful conversations than him and I did. So, in the end, I guess it was just fate!
*Name changed to protect privacy.
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