1st Birthday Gift!

I froze in place as Keith said a smooth "Hey whats up", I didn't know whether to be happy he finally called or mad he took so long. I snapped out of it and finally replied "Hey stranger sure took you long enough. He admitted he had been avoiding me "I don't usually try to talk to women I work with, I like to keep it separate so I wasn't sure how I was going to handle it, but its whatever at this point."
"Well I make it my business to not do the same its would be nasty if it ever went somewhere and ended and I had to see you everyday!" I said and he laughed. We flowed into a easy conversation and I completely forgot about my birthday being here in a few minutes, and my party, and all my friends until one of my besties yelled for me to hurry.
"Oh shoot, Keith I have to go, my birthday is literally in less then 30 minutes and I'm way late" I grabbed the last of my things and ran from the house.

"Wow, well yeah I didn't mean to hold you up, I'm gonna let you go but I'm gonna hit you in about 13 minutes to tell you Happy Birthday" as he said that it was 11:43 p.m, that was sweet he wanted to be the first. I hung up cheesing as all my friends pressed me for info, and right at the dot at 12, i got plenty of calls, but none from Keith, he sent a text instead:

Happy Birthday Babe, I didn't want to bother you, have fun at your party Ill see you when you get back in town!

Needless to say my night and my party went terrific after that I danced all night and had a ball in an VIP area with my friends. That call was my 1st birthday gift and I loved it.

That Monday I headed back to MD, I was having another party there and I wasn't sure how it was going to turn out since I was having it on a Monday, but I wanted to do something for my friends who couldn't celebrate with me in VA.

I had hit Keith up and invited him but I had also invited a bunch of other guys who were interested in me, it was my birthday why not? I had a cute little outfit a nice halter top and heels and cute little shorts. They were a tad bit shorter then I would have liked but hey it was my night I wanted to live a little, the look was sexy, if i wanted to be desired, i was definitely leaving little to the imagination.

That same day I went to the dealership and got me a 3 year old BMW truck, I wanted something really big as a gift to myself and it screamed "JAYCEE". So my friends and I piled in and as soon as we got into the lounge I was flooded with shots, I was hype because it was packed and everyone I had invited had shown up.

I wasn't a drinker but I indulged and a hour later I was the hostess of all hostesses. I saw Keith but I was too tipsy to remember how much I liked him. He offered to buy me another drink and I gulped it down and left him at the bar. I was the life of the party and having a drunken ball in my own little world. In the real world my shirt was hanging open begging my little chest to peek out and my shorts had risen a tad bit too much. Had I been sober I would have been completely embarrassed at how I was carrying on.

Finally the night was over and the next day I skipped work being as though I was hungover and could barely move. I sent my "Thank You" texts to everyone that came out and most responded telling me how much of a donkey I had behaved. By nightfall once again I found myself waiting on a response from Keith, he had never answered!

I should have known then and then he was going to be a problem but like a typical girl I put the blame on myself, saying maybe I had turned him off. That may have been true for that night but in due time I would see it had nothing to do with me and my behavior this was just typical Keith!