Mr. Hunk...

I've thought about him now and then... wondering when he would pop into the office again... Well, today was the day. Shortly before lunch, I heard the door open and peered around the corner of my desk and there stood Mr. Hunk. No warning. No phone call saying he was coming by. He was just there.

For those of you that have read about Mr. Hunk before... You know what's going on in my head... My heart is starting to race... I immediately notice he's letting his hair grow.... He's wearing the most delicious smelling cologne. My lips won't stop smiling... Mr. Hunk is standing right in front of me... confirming everything I've wrote about him before... a. I still get somewhat nervous around him... b. he's still a handsome man. And c. I still think he is HOT!

I smile, say hello, and ask him how he is doing? He ignored that question and asked me the same. I told him that I was doing good... and you, I asked? He said (with a shrug of his shoulders) "Uh.. I'm okay..." I wanted to say... "You are definitely okay... Yummy, even..." But I, of course, did not say that... I just smiled and asked him what I could do for him? He looked over at one of our floor penguins and said... "You know, that penguin is getting old sitting there..." (He's always after me to give him one of our penguins) I said.. yes, I know... He remarked that he's been trying to get me to give him one of our penguins for three years now... I laughed and told him "yeah, I know that..." Then he said... (yes... wait for it...) "What am I going to have to do to get that penguin from you?" And then he smiled at me...

Oh... please. What a question. I had to bite my tongue. Oh, I wanted to say something... something like.. Well, Mr. Hunk... first you could... But did I? No... I bit my tongue. Why? First... I'm at work. Second... he's a client. Third... Why? Oh, yeah... I'm at work.

There was a lot of conversation in a few short minutes. He gave me his order for coffee and asked me questions about accessories... He teased me constantly while I was looking up his information and all the while, I am trying to compose myself... At one point, he even winked at me.. And why am I still smiling silly three hours later? He asked if I was still exercising... Yes, I said. He said "that's good" ...

And yes, it is.

Very good.