What Does It Mean?

(Gioni)

For three days in a row Gioni had spent time with a wonderful man, James King. They had fun; there had been nothing that detracted from the time spent together.

Yet, there had been no… chemistry.

For years, Gioni had been single. She couldn’t even say there had been anyone that captivated her intellect. Passing meetings at dance clubs had been vapid at best. Beyond gyrating on the dance floor to the music, there had been nothing.

James was different. He was smart, kind, and engaging. Just no… chemistry.

But spending time with James had kindled something with Gioni. He might not be “the one.” But maybe there was a “the one” out there somewhere, someone equally smart, kind, and engaging, but with… chemistry.

James and Gioni had ended the day on the beach with a plan to do more, later. James’s old business associate, Martis had gotten them into Fisher Island Club for some golf, and James wasn’t about to pass on that!

Gioni was satisfied with how things between her and James were. But she was intrigued by the growing idea that, out there somewhere, there might be a “the one” for her.

She made her way to the guest—she had decided it was the guest suite, not the guest room—and undressed for bed. She turned down the covers, but felt restless.

She made her way to the window and, once more looked out over the city.

Her mind still played through the ideas that had taken room and were beginning to grow. She was an accomplished writer and editor. She had created a niche "business" house-sitting around Miami that was so successful she had no actual home of her own. As far as she was concerned, she was successful.

But alone.

She was happy with herself, but she couldn't help wodering if it would be better if she had someone in her life that was special, someone who, in the context of romantic language, "belonged to her."

She turned away from the window and looked back across the suite at the bed.

For years, she had slept alone. She wondered what it would be like to share the bed with someone she loved and who loved her in return.

She decided she'd let the idea grow. She'd give it room and even nurture it. She had no idea what end would come from doing so, but shutting off such thoughts for so long had left her alone.

Gioni smiled to herself and made her way back to the bed.

She checked her thought for a moment. She decided she'd not put a timetable on the process. She'd not let being by herself erode her happiness or create anxiety and stress.

Still… she believed she had a lot of years ahead and thought it would be nice if, eventually, she had someone to share them with. 

{{ Fin }}}

• Whereas this storyline is fictional and includes NSFW content, any agencies or teams mentioned in this story are also fictional, though they might remind readers of real organizations.

• Gioni Naalk is a fictional AI character.