Cougarish Intentions

What do I pick up for supper? I hate making these decisions! Like mother like daughter tho. Wynn couldn't make up her mind either so it's up to me. Mom to the rescue. Walking along the square in the center of town I see my choices. Chinese, Diner, Steak or Sandwhiches. I really wish we had a Thai or Maraccan place! I could really go for some curry or bastillia. As I stand outside of the Chinese restraiint I see this gorgeous hunk of a man walk into the diner. Diner it is lol. Add I walk into the place I hear over of the little waitresses Hollar out " hey Wyatt, been awhile." So, that's the hunks name."Hello ma'am, how are you today?" she also asks me, catching me off guard, as I was fantasizing about Wyatt " I'm doing great and you?" I automatically answer. trying not to blush at getting busted staring at that delicious looking man. Yes, I still blush even at 60 I walk around to look at the menu board trying to pretend I'm paying attention to it. But actually watching him out of the corner of my eye. There is something about him. I am guessing him to be around 39, a little older than I normally like. it's not like I'm some kind of perv or anything. I just refuse to accept my age. And men in their early 30's are so sexy to me. That and the fact I promised not to date anyone younger than my daughter's. They just need to quit aging!! Ad he orders his food I watch him. His even bright teeth just seem to glisten bringing my attention to his full lips, just ripe for kissing. Above that his nose is perfect, not big and not small, fits his face perfectly. Oh! Wow! Those eyes! The deepest darkest brown I have ever seen! Surrounded by lush dark eyelashes most women would die for! His hair is a lighter Brown tho, with many shades of blondish highlights and a few darker lowlights, yet it seems so natural not bottle. I listen to his voice, a soft baritone. With a Scottish accent! Oh, I could listen to this voice forever! I close my eyes just to hear him speaking as of he eye speaking to me. "ma'am, ma'am, ma'am,! Are you alright?" I'm shaken out of my fantasy by the waitress talking in my face. Worry is oozing from her face. I shake my head and tell her I'm fine. And proceed to order our food to go. As I'm waiting for our food to be cooked I try not to go back into my fantasy. But it is so hard with him looking so good! Finally my food is brought to me and I'm told I don't need to pay. it has already been covered. I looked up in suprise as I see him walk out the door, turn around and wink at me. He winked at me with a knowing grin on his face! Busted! Blushing I smiled back at him and mouthed a thank you. What else could I do? As I was walking home with our food I heard footsteps following me. I stop and turn around, nothing, no one. So I resume walking. I only live a couple blocks from town. I see my oldest daughter pulling up to the house. so I call to her and she comes and takes our food from me. As we walkl in together I close the door behind me and I swear I see Wyatt looking at me from across the street. I shake my head and blink and he is gone. Like he was never there. Hmmm. was he? I tell my daughter about my day as we eat, then she tells me about hers. Finally I spill the beans about Wyatt. And she just did there and smiles. I love how she is so supportive of anything I do. As I am supportive of her. We have such a close bond even at our ages. My youngest and I are close too, but she lives on her own with her family. Wynn lives with me as well as her children. We reach day is to help the other out. Who knows. But it works for both of us It's been a week now since I first saw Wyatt. But trust, he has been in my dreams each and every night! I wake up feeling worn out as if I had just actually gone thru what I dreamt. They are so realistic! Which means, to me, now I can never ask him out because there is no way he can live up to the dream him! And of course, now that I'm thinking about him, who do I see? Yes, Wyatt. I'm at the local store doing our weekly shopping and there he is standing in the aisle I'm about to go down. I try to get turned around before he sees me but I'm to late. 'Well hello,! Nice to see you again,. um, I hate to just call you ma'am, what is your name, beautiful?" What? Did he just call me beautiful? And all for my name? Oh goodness gracious! "Um, yeah, hi. I'm Anthea." I stammer like a school girl i***t! "Ahhh, such an old fashioned name. And by the way you blushed it fits you perfectly!" he replied with a mistevious grin. Oh my, what he is doing to my insides! "I'm new here in town, on business for a few weeks. My name is Wyatt." "Yes I know. I mean, I heard the waitress call you that the other day. Speaking of which, thank you so much for our dinner! You really didn't need to do that." I stammered out. What had come over me? You would think I was mentally challenged or something the way I'm blabbering on. Uggggg "Well, actually, yes I did have to! How else could I wrangle an invite to supper. Especially as I see you are making a fine lasagna by the looks of it. I could bring dessert and a bottle or 3 of wine." Smiling brightly at me with a wink. I hold tighter to the cart for support as I feel like my legs are going to give out on me. "Would 6 be a good time for me to show up?" Ok, now I'm a little taken aback. Is he really inviting himself to dinner? Tonight? But it's family night. "I'm sorry, tonight isn't a good time. It's family night and" "Perfect! I will get to meet them all at once then,! See you at 6. Don't worry, I know where you live " he chuckles as he walks away I can't believe him! And I swear if he wasn't so sexy I would go after him and tell him what's on my mind. Ok, maybe not what's on my mind. But a thing or 2 at least. Now I'm worried about my lasagna. Going thru my cart I am double checking to make sure I have everything. Yes. Good. Now to check out, go home and tell the girls about our dinner guest. Both of the girls are laughing at me. I'm at a Loss on their behavior. Finally they both calmed down enough to say they believe I have finally met my match. We will see about that. I look at the clock. It is 5 till and time for the lasagna to come out of the oven. It smells delicious. The garlic bread had just the right amount of crispness it appears. I jump as I hear a knock on the door. I hear the girls Google as they raced to the door to see who had their mom in such a state. I use my hands to make sure I am presentable. Close enough I guess. I walk in to the hallway to see my girls staring at Wyatt, their mouths open wide as their eyes! He is just standing there smiling at them. "Girls! Let him in please and quit gawking like you have never seen a man before! I swear I raised you better than that! I'm so sorry, Please come in. They usually have better manners, I don't know what's gotten in to them. Just in time, I just pulled the lasagna out of the oven." Laughingly he pushes past the girls. They make room for him to walk by still staring at him speechless. "I smell it, and it smells amazing! Here, I brought a cheesecake and wine " He hands them to me as he heads towards the dining room and makes himself at home. As soon as he is out of the room my girls start taking all at once! All I can get out of it was vampire, prince, shifter and alien. lol Good gracious, their imagination. Alright I have to admit, those thoughts had crossed my mind as well. No one person had the right to look and sound as good as he does. It's just unreal. I smack them both upside the head and move them along to the dining room. I open the bottle of white he brought to go along with the salad I had made to eat while the lasagna settles in the pan. The girls just stared at him while they ate and I struggled with what to say myself. Not something I am used to at all. I always have something to say. But not now it seems. So I just smile at him and he drinks at me. That infernal doing that seems divers thru my body to settle where it would make me blush. We got thru the salad quietly. I cleared the table and brought in the lasagna and bread. He opened the red he had brought. At least he knows his wines! And had good taste in them. We say down together and he finally started as conversation. "This looks and smells amazing! I had the feeling you would be a great cook!" the girls googled and I shoot them a dangerous look. "Where did you learn to cook kk lasagna like this? it tastes as if it came from an Italian oven itself!" he inquired. Smiling I said "Thank you so much! I had an Italian last teach me. She saw me in that store one day buying stuff to make it and she was impressed I had everything. And have me a few tips and even a secret ingredient. I'm glad to know her teachings were put to good use." "Mom is one of the best cooks we know, and I'm a chef!" My youngest daughter finally piped in. then proceeded to fill her mouth with the food. "Well now, if that isn't a glowing review! I'm so glad that lady took the time with you! I'm sure she seen what I did in you." winking at he took another bite. I went in to get the cheesecake and rose he brought. As I set it on the table everyone said they were too full for dessert right now. I just shrugged my shoulders and sat down. "Why don't we play a game while or food digests." Wyatt suggests. Wynn jumped up and went to our game closet and opened the door. Carefully she picked out one of her favorite games. Clue. Everybody nodes in agreement and the game began. 3 hours later, we laughingly called it quits on the game after Wyatt had won 4 times in a row. He was crafty for sure. I grabbed up the cheesecake and wine and we all headed to the living room to be comfortable while we ate. I was afraid it would be too quiet while we ate so I turned on the stereo for background music. No one minded the rock that was playing. Wyatt took this time to finally tell us a little about himself.