Do you believe in love at first sight? Perhaps fairy tales are more your style? Well, I wasn’t sure I believed in either, though I’m always optimistic, but my experiences didn’t give me much hope that any of it was real…until one night in the southernmost parts of humid, muggy, yet beautiful, Grand Isle, Louisiana….my mind was forever changed.
This is our story ❤️
Let me set the scene.
Here I was, traveling alone, a middle aged woman, to meet some friends from a video game…already sounds sketchy huh? Trust me, I wasn’t sure what I was in store for…but I was on an adventure and I was excited and optimistic that I would be fine. No murderers were awaiting me.
The flight was a nightmare of course, layover in Houston, delayed me about 3 hrs…I finally get to Lafayette and meet friend #1, who shall remain nameless…one thing I will say about this encounter is that I immediately realized my worth was much more than some cheap, late night conversation, sparked by loneliness. It was instantly clear to me, that I would be doing my best to make the most of my trip without anything happening, that I would regret. So friend #1 was instrumental in that much needed revelation!
We began the 3 hr drive south, to Grand Isle!
This is where I need to bring in Steven. I call him Hob, we have been friends on the game for about 3 months. When I first met Hob, his voice stood out to me, and I’ll admit, I was attracted to his voice! 100% I ended up playing games with him and we just got along great. We never flirted or was inappropriate in any way, but there were a couple times when he was having a bad night that he’d call me, and I was deeply honored that he’d trust in me, to show me that vulnerability. I took it very seriously. I wanted him to know that I was someone he could count on in those times. So when he agreed to show us the “Grand Isle Hospitality” I was quick to get it into my itinerary! We planned to meet up that night, have a good time, then go fishing the next day! Sounds great right? Well, as we drove south, Hob called me about 2-3x per hour, finally as we were onto the island, he had me flashing my headlights as we approached the bar he was at. And finally, in my headlights, I see this man, waving me into a parking spot, and I was instantly on high alert! Listen, I’d looked at his TikTok, and I thought he was attractive, but I was not fully prepared for his commanding presence. And to say I was completely awestruck is putting it lightly. Now, love is not about looks alone, they are nice, but it is not the key component. Not in my books. Yes, attraction is important, but this man is so much more than that. Let me explain….
I park, I open the door, and the first words out of my mouth are, “ You are so much cuter than your pictures let on!” And I gave him the biggest hug! And he looked me in my eyes, and said the same thing, but something began to happen! There was a connection that instantly began to form, and it was from the depths of our souls. Our very tired and broken souls. See, I knew I was broken, but I never imagined there was an escape or a remedy for such as I. Until I met Hob.
After we hugged, I had to be within reach of him, I forgot the other friend almost entirely. I couldn’t keep my eyes off Hob, I was on full alert as to where he was nearly all the time! My body felt like a live wire, I wasn’t sure what was happening, but I was completely broadsided, and I was fully aware of it and loving it. Something was happening and I realized how dull my life and existence had become. And this man made me feel alive in a way I wasn’t even aware I needed.
Hob took me to the bar, we took shots of crown, his favorite. I hadn’t eaten, but I was not gonna be a sissy, so we took several shots and I was feeling pretty good at this point, again I couldn’t keep my eyes off him, I had to be touching him, his hand was often on my hip, and he kept looking at me, and something in both of us began to connect to each other in a way that was nothing short of magical! We ended up walking out to the ocean, and the water called to me, and I made the comment of wanting to get in, and without hesitation Hob stripped down to his shorts and was in! And I was on his heels in a flash! The water was warm! It was dark and terrifying, but I had to stay near him. I did begin to panic because he was going out so far, and the waves were so big, and we had been drinking, and I kept thinking how horrible it would be to lose him to the ocean when I’d just met him! So I panicked and was getting frantic, and I just wanted to be near him! But I couldn’t see him. My heart began to get tight, I didn’t tell anyone I was truly terrified in that way, but as I write this I remember the feeling of fear that was gripping me. Then I seen him! He was ok! I was ok! We came out of the water, he got dressed, I was soaked lol, didn’t think to take my clothes off. I just went in! No hesitation, definitely no regrets!
After we came out, we leaned on the gas pipe that runs through, and we talked, the others in our group were kind of invisible to us. He was my focus. I was his focus. we talked about random things, I mostly remember the way things felt between us. Like we fit together in a way that only your perfect other half could fit the other. Like a puzzle piece. The night was very late at this point, the bar was getting quiet. We decided to head back for some beers, but our other friend was very intoxicated and he needed taken home. So the other friend agreed to take him to his truck and then wait for us at the hotel.
Now, it’s just Hob and I.
Alone.
We bought a bucket of beers, and headed back to the ocean. A place that I felt was healing me in a way I’d never expected. We grabbed a beer and just sat next to each other on the pipe. I’m not sure which of us suggested getting back in the water, but we began to strip. This time I took off my shirt and jeans. We waded back into the waves, hand in hand. Letting them crash over us! Somehow I feel like those waves healed both of us that night. And we eventually found ourselves in shallower water, with me sitting in his lap, facing him, being rocked hard by the waves, and we just talked, about life, about everything, and it was in that water, as I sat facing this man, that I knew I’d never be the same. He kept looking at me and his eyes set me free, he was truly interested in what I had to say, and I hung on his every word, I could listen to his voice forever! We both at the same time came in for a kiss! It was gentle and sweet! And I wanted it to never end. Then he switched us around and let his back break the waves, and we talked, and watched the heat lighting flash, and he pointed out the oil rigs in the distance. Then at some point my bra came off, not in some gross way, but in the sweetest, gentlest way. His touch was so gentle and kind, and I never wanted it to end. I knew he was aroused, but he never pushed me. Or got aggressive. He was a gentleman to the highest level! And those tiny kisses kept coming in. And it was in the waters and waves of the Gulf of Mexico, in Grand Isle, Louisiana, that I fell in love with Steven Hobgood!
We eventually dragged ourselves out of the water, and that is when he looked at my nearly naked body, and he was still a gentleman. He made me turn around in a circle, and the way he looked at me was intoxicating. I work hard on my body, and I seen the appreciation in his gaze, and he made me feel beautiful and sexy in a way I’d been missing. And his hands were firm yet gentle, always! And the kisses…have I mentioned how much I love them? He needed a lighter so he headed back to the bar, hoping to find one in his truck I think. But I remained on the pipe, waiting for him. I was so content. I felt complete. My heart and soul felt happy for the first time in many years.
He returned to me. And I was a little nervous about not having clothes that weren’t soaked in sand and water, but he made me feel comfortable and suggested I keep them off. So I did. I was only in a thong. It was very liberating. And I felt so comfortable in front of him. Like I belonged with him. So I walked beside him to the parking lot, where he got his truck and picked me up.
Which leads me to the second part of night one…stay tuned. ❤️
A wise woman once said... 