My Affair With A Mr. Gosling Look Alike- Part 2

As today is somewhat of an indulgent day for me, I thought I’d spoil myself and write the second part of My Affair With A Mr. Gosling Look Alike. The one thing I love so much about writing is that it allows you to relive an experience, no matter how fleeting and as soon as you put pen to paper there it is an element of permanence – which is great if you want to preserve a perfect moment in time!

For those of you who have not yet read part one I highly suggest you do so before feasting on the content below. You will find part 1 of My Affair With A Mr. Gosling Look Alike here.
My Affair With A Mr. Gosling Look Alike- Part 2
Just as I lifted the champagne glass to my lips, Mr. Gosling look-alike stood up from his table and glanced at m one last time before disappearing into the back of the establishment. I can’t exactly describe what came over me but the next thing I knew I was following this exceptionally gorgeous man through a sea of suits and in the direction of the exit.
“Wait” I reached out and touched his arm.
He stopped walking and looked around in surprise. All of a sudden I felt like an absolute fool for chasing him down and as he stood in front of me, barely a few inches away from my face the only word that came into my head was ‘FUCK’.
He was even more gorgeous up close and as a smile slowly crept across his face I couldn’t help but let out a little laugh of relief.
“Would you like to join me for a cigarette?” his smooth British accent sent an electric shiver down my spine. This man not only looked uncannily like Ryan Gosling but he was English too and with a little help from my friend tequila, I could have sworn that I was in heaven.
When I didn’t respond (possibly because I was on the verge of perishing before the most handsome man I’d ever met) he looked dubiously at me with his ridiculous blue eyes and gestured towards the exit of Palmer and Co.
Finally, I managed to nod before following him out the door and into the dimly lit passageway where he fingered a cigarette from his pocket and pressed it to his lips.
He offered me a smoke but I gracefully declined, even one inhale would be enough to push me over the edge.
“Sorry for staring, earlier” he paused before taking another drag.
“But I just couldn’t take my eyes off you.” he said shaking his head then looking away into the night.
“That’s ok,” I muttered trying to catch my breath.
I leant up against the cold brick wall for extra support and in doing so my figured hugging dress crept an inch or so up my leg, he peered at me through his sandy coloured hair then swore abruptly under his breath.
“What’s wrong?” I asked sliding a fraction closer to his perfectly built frame. He towered over me making me feel small and weightless.
“I shouldn’t be doing this,” he admitted.
My heart immediately sank and the blood rushed to my head.
“I’m just so fucking attracted to you” he continued.
“I’m really fucking attracted to you too,” I laughed before unintentionally rubbing my fingers across my lips.
In one quick moment, he threw the remains of his cigarette on the ground and grabbed my hand, leading me back into Palmer and Co and down the stairs towards the bar.
His hand grasping my hand, the music, the scantly clad waitresses, the flow of wine, the roar of businessmen laughing, the copious amount of alcohol that I had already consumed, each element of this divine moment contributed to the lightning speed at which my heart was racing.
In this moment, in the city, down the alleyway, in the hidden bar, in the frivolous illusion that was the 1920s I could have stayed forever.
But like every good story, there has to be an ending.
To be continued… 😉
Miss P
About me

Heaven on Bourke is a lifestyle blog created by Miss P, a twenty-something author of a Pleasure Guide pamphlet most commonly found in luxe vibrator boxes. True story! She loves to travel between her beachy hometown of Noosa and London's upmarket Notting Hill, where she writes a smut column for a lingerie empire. Off duty, Miss P brunches in the city and dates many interesting characters. All findings on real life, sex and love are recorded in this honest lifestyle blog for your viewing pleasure. Enjoy gorgeous!

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