Second Lap (Detroit: Part 2)

Not quite a year later, “Detroit” returned. His two friends that were with him last time (a couple) came back with him again. We had kept in touch, so I knew we would hang out this time around. I actually let him ride one of my motorcycles on that trip…which is something I don’t do.

The first night he was in town, a Wednesday, they showed up at a motorcycle event I was at. I made them all drinks and we flirted and texted through the evening. As the night wound down, I agreed to meet him at his hotel, even though I had to be at work early the next morning.

After work, I was right back with him. We hung out together all evening and night. The following morning I went to work, then rinse and repeat. He actually came over that evening and hung out at my house and grabbed my other motorcycle. My club was having a huge party that night, so we rode there together.

He washed some clothes at my house because he had some edibles on the plane ride that made him sick. During that time, I joked with my roommate at the time, who was also in my club, that he was going to spend the night with me.

My roommate got upset and said no. It pissed me off. It was my house, he just rented a room. We didn’t have that kind of relationship and he had women over all the time. I was joking, but that made me want to have Detroit spend the night.

The roommate made the comment, “If he spends the night I’m going to crawl in your bed butt naked.” I was angry.

I ended up telling Detroit about the conversation when he asked why I was upset. He smiled and said, “I’d just wink at you, roll over and put my arm around him, and say, ‘Oh, I didn’t know you were bringing me a treat.’” I burst out laughing.

That response kind of made me want him to spend the night even more. But it also showed me that he could hold his own against anyone in my life, which made my attraction for him stronger.

Saturday we hung out during the day, but I had some club obligations as that was our big annual event. I was working all night, but stopped by to hang out and talk with him and his friends as much as possible. 

There was one point when he was talking to another girl that I thought he was going to try to take her back to his room that night. I was watching to make sure he didn’t try to put another girl on the back of my bike. That’s a hard line for me.

He ended up asking me if I was ready to go towards the end of the night. We went back to the hotel. I ended up staying there with him every night he was in town. It was nice and became familiar rather quickly.

Once he returned home we started talking more, occasionally with phone calls but a lot of texts. We started talking about me going to visit him, although that was hit or miss. I honestly think it was a good idea when he wasn’t involved with someone else, but he discouraged it when he was involved. Either way, it never worked out that way.

He mentioned possibly moving to Vegas a few times. I never believed him so I didn’t entertain that conversation too much. Although I did tell my friends if we were to ever live in the same city, he was someone I might actually try to have a real relationship with.

We had a lot of similar interests, good chemistry, and our sense of humor were on par. We communicated with a lot of jokes, memes, etc. I also enjoyed how he could take my smart mouth and give it right back. It seems to intimidate most men, or turn them off.

Throughout the years, we had an on and off kind of communication. Every once in a while we would talk all the time, then not for months, then around and round it went.