Did I Hint at a ShipBoard Romance?

Hank was the widower from Long Island, NY

who had those twinkling blue eyes.

He was at our dinner table the first night

and from that point onward, he became a

dinner companion and partial dance

partner every evening.

 He was my first flirtation.

Mick liked to dance almost as much as me. He was a

very tall big man who was always smiling and

dancing. He was a delight to get to know.

Annette was scheduled to be my first room mate but

she got married two weeks before the cruise and was able to get her husband on the ship.

This was my wonderful roommate Sandy who was 

just like my younger sister that I never had.

She and I talked every night and giggled

like two teenagers (at our age no less!)

Dennis disappeared for most of the day

 as we left Cabo San Lucas.

That was when we became a three-some

and Hank moved right over to Sandy

and stopped dancing with me. 
(Of all the nerve!)

We found a smokeless bar with canned

music and Hank took Sandy right

out to the dance floor leaving me

standing by myself.  

That was when I saw him, my Adonis

was sitting there at the bar that looked out onto

the dance floor.  He was dressed like a

pro dancer like Tony or Maksim from

Dancing with the Stars

so  I brazenly sat 

next to him.

I asked him if he were a pro dancer

and cougar within me roared

because he looked like he was 45.

He said he'd never had time to

learn to dance - always working.

So I asked him if he wanted to learn

to dance because I have danced my

whole life so I dragged him onto

the dance floor.

I'll tell you more in my next post.

I am joining in on 52 weeks of
happy with Ramblings of a Roachling
where we post 4 photos each week
that made us smile.