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Gentleman – I quickly questioned in my mind. Have I ever met a man like this before? WOW! Our definition of "gentleman" clearly differs. When I think of the word, the following thoughts come to my mind, kind, caring, sweet, charming, manners, open the door, yes ma’am – not the action of sleeping on the couch of a very expensive penthouse.

Without batting an eye, as a very naive young Alberta woman, I blurted out,

"This is a gorgeous room and a huge bed. There is lots of room for two of us to share. Nothing has to happen, but you may as well enjoy this amazing sleep!"

John crawled in…and nothing happened.

I am not just saying that just to keep this PG Rated. I already told you John was very innocent…there was nothing wrong with that!

I woke up in the middle of the night, to a leg thrown over me, and I was being completely spooned in the fetal position. This is when I first discovered that John was a cuddler! I laid really still, trying not to laugh, and pretend not to be awake. A few Pretty Woman scenes ran through my mind and I quickly gave my head a shake. I drifted back asleep.

As the sun peaked through the curtains on Saturday morning, I woke up, convinced I was in a dream or a fairy tale.

I decided to make a dash for the restroom. As I tiptoed there – a piece of paper caught my attention that had been slid under the door.

The receipt!

Mmm…I really wanted to peek – but what if John is awake and catches me. I refrained and went into the bathroom.

On my way back out, the idea of looking at the “total” got me excited again…

Right about then…I heard a snore…YES – Tex was still sound asleep.

I peeked inside and my eyes could have popped out of my head!

$374!

AHHHH – that is REALLY over my $60 budget. I had a minor freak out, Julia Roberts quickly flashed through my mind again – were there expectations last night, that I didn’t meet? Then I calmed myself down, this Texan just showed me a fabulous evening, like nothing I had ever experienced before, just enjoy.

Once John woke up, he suggested we go for a swim. We changed and put on the complimentary white plush robes. I felt like a princess. I’m a dork I realize, however I was a mere 20 years old, living 3000 miles from home!

Then we set out to explore San Antonio. We walked down the Riverwalk and enjoyed lunch at a fabulous The Original Mexican Restaurant with wonderful ambience. It’s the famous one with all the colorful umbrellas that gets featured in travel pictures lots.

As much as I love taking pictures, for whatever reason, I have none from this trip!

On Saturday afternoon we visited the Alamo and took an open air, train car ride to a Mexican flea market. I got to barter for “junk”, for which I just love!  Then we walked through a mall and that is John went into a store – I took the opportunity to call my parents & Laura. 

I squealed the details to Laura and my parents (who I’m lucky to also call friends!) about the weekend adventure!

John and I enjoyed dinner on the Riverwalk and spent one more night in the exquisite Marriott. Nothing happened…just sleeping. We were both exhausted and collapsed after a jam packed day of sightseeing and shopping.

On Sunday morning we headed back to “reality”.

As we arrived back to our college city, John requested that we keep our weekend adventure a secret. I was a bit confused…

Happily Married and Living With Passion,
Robyn

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Gentleman – I quickly questioned in my mind. Have I ever met a man like this before? WOW! Our definition of "gentleman" clearly differs. When I think of the word, the following thoughts come to my mind, kind, caring, sweet, charming, manners, open the door, yes ma’am – not the action of sleeping on the couch of a very expensive penthouse.

Without batting an eye, as a very naive young Alberta woman, I blurted out,

"This is a gorgeous room and a huge bed. There is lots of room for two of us to share. Nothing has to happen, but you may as well enjoy this amazing sleep!"

John crawled in…and nothing happened.

I am not just saying that just to keep this PG Rated. I already told you John was very innocent…there was nothing wrong with that!

I woke up in the middle of the night, to a leg thrown over me, and I was being completely spooned in the fetal position. This is when I first discovered that John was a cuddler! I laid really still, trying not to laugh, and pretend not to be awake. A few Pretty Woman scenes ran through my mind and I quickly gave my head a shake. I drifted back asleep.

As the sun peaked through the curtains on Saturday morning, I woke up, convinced I was in a dream or a fairy tale.

I decided to make a dash for the restroom. As I tiptoed there – a piece of paper caught my attention that had been slid under the door.

The receipt!

Mmm…I really wanted to peek – but what if John is awake and catches me. I refrained and went into the bathroom.

On my way back out, the idea of looking at the “total” got me excited again…

Right about then…I heard a snore…YES – Tex was still sound asleep.

I peeked inside and my eyes could have popped out of my head!

$374!

AHHHH – that is REALLY over my $60 budget. I had a minor freak out, Julia Roberts quickly flashed through my mind again – were there expectations last night, that I didn’t meet? Then I calmed myself down, this Texan just showed me a fabulous evening, like nothing I had ever experienced before, just enjoy.

Once John woke up, he suggested we go for a swim. We changed and put on the complimentary white plush robes. I felt like a princess. I’m a dork I realize, however I was a mere 20 years old, living 3000 miles from home!

Then we set out to explore San Antonio. We walked down the Riverwalk and enjoyed lunch at a fabulous The Original Mexican Restaurant with wonderful ambience. It’s the famous one with all the colorful umbrellas that gets featured in travel pictures lots.

As much as I love taking pictures, for whatever reason, I have none from this trip!

On Saturday afternoon we visited the Alamo and took an open air, train car ride to a Mexican flea market. I got to barter for “junk”, for which I just love!  Then we walked through a mall and that is John went into a store – I took the opportunity to call my parents & Laura. 

I squealed the details to Laura and my parents (who I’m lucky to also call friends!) about the weekend adventure!

John and I enjoyed dinner on the Riverwalk and spent one more night in the exquisite Marriott. Nothing happened…just sleeping. We were both exhausted and collapsed after a jam packed day of sightseeing and shopping.

On Sunday morning we headed back to “reality”.

As we arrived back to our college city, John requested that we keep our weekend adventure a secret. I was a bit confused…

Happily Married and Living With Passion,
Robyn

If you’ve missed a chapter of this love story

After awhile, John questioned, “Are you done with the television?”

“Yes thanks” I responded.

John turned the lights out and a few minutes passed. However…he didn’t come to bed!?

This got my curiosity interested, through the dark I asked, “Are you going to come and sleep in the bed?”

To which this charming, shy Texan replied, “No, I’m going to sleep on the couch.”

“WHY?” I questioned very puzzled. I would have liked to have seen the look on my own face.

“I’m a gentleman.”

Happily Married and Living With Passion,
Robyn

P.S. You’ll have to wait for the next chapter…

If you’ve missed a chapter of this love story

We devoured the scrumptious snack and then watched some television in our living room. After awhile, I moved to the bed and got settled into the massive king bed our Marriott hotel room boasted. I dove into reading my Cosmopolitan magazine. I’m quite sure I was scouring it for suggestions of what to do, how to act, what to say, when you’re being swept off your feet – I don’t recall if I read any useful tips.

After awhile, John questioned, “Are you done with the television?”

“Yes thanks” I responded.

John turned the lights out and a few minutes passed. However…he didn’t come to bed!?

This got my curiosity interested, through the dark I asked, “Are you going to come and sleep in the bed?”

To which this charming, shy Texan replied, “No, I’m going to sleep on the couch.”

“WHY?” I questioned very puzzled. I would have liked to have seen the look on my own face.

“I’m a gentleman.”

Happily Married and Living With Passion,
Robyn

P.S. You’ll have to wait for the next chapter…

If you’ve missed a chapter of this love story

After my relaxing experience in the modern bathroom, I put on my pyjamas. When I came out, I was shocked to see a silver platter sitting on the dining room table. After I picked my jaw off the floor again – John informed me that he ordered us room service.

Under the classy silver cover, unveiled a huge ice cream sundae with chocolate syrup, whip cream and two cherries on top. This dessert was accompanied by two glasses of orange juice in long stemmed glasses. (Note – I wasn’t “21″ the magic drinking age in the USA and my date didn’t drink!)

What was this man trying to do? Seduce me?

Happily Married and Living With Passion,
Robyn

P.S. I’ve got one more chapter ready to share this week  – check back for more romance ;)

If you’ve missed a chapter of this love story

After a beautiful walk along the Riverwalk we returned to our palace. In effort to avoid the awkwardness of what should happen next, I decided to unwind with a bath.

After my relaxing experience in the modern bathroom, I put on my pyjamas. When I came out, I was shocked to see a silver platter sitting on the dining room table. After I picked my jaw off the floor again – John informed me that he ordered us room service.

Under the classy silver cover, unveiled a huge ice cream sundae with chocolate syrup, whip cream and two cherries on top. This dessert was accompanied by two glasses of orange juice in long stemmed glasses. (Note – I wasn’t “21″ the magic drinking age in the USA and my date didn’t drink!)

What was this man trying to do? Seduce me?

Happily Married and Living With Passion,
Robyn

P.S. I’ve got one more chapter ready to share this week  – check back for more romance ;)

If you’ve missed a chapter of this love story

I quickly observed the only bed – a massive King bed with a stunning canopy overhead. It was something I would imagine royalty to have in their castles.

I had a million thoughts running through my mind. Was I Julia Roberts in “Pretty Woman”? What did John have planned? What was expected of me? Yikes!

I was determined that despite the drastic change in how I envisioned the trip to go, it was going to be more amazing than I envisioned. My kind, innocent Texan was attempting to sweep me off my feet.

John suggested we go for a walk and explore the famous Riverwalk. I was relieved that I had bought a dress earlier that day, that I could ‘slip’ into. After we freshened up we went exploring.

Happily Married and Living With Passion,
Robyn

P.S. Check back later this week for another chapter ;) Happy New Year!

If you’ve missed a chapter of this love story

Our hotel room door opened and my breath was taken away. John had outdone himself. Deep reds and orange hues decorated the room. It had a spacious living room and a huge dining table. One entire wall of windows overlooked the Riverwalk. I’m convinced it was one of the best views in San Antonio!

I quickly observed the only bed – a massive King bed with a stunning canopy overhead. It was something I would imagine royalty to have in their castles.

I had a million thoughts running through my mind. Was I Julia Roberts in “Pretty Woman”? What did John have planned? What was expected of me? Yikes!

I was determined that despite the drastic change in how I envisioned the trip to go, it was going to be more amazing than I envisioned. My kind, innocent Texan was attempting to sweep me off my feet.

John suggested we go for a walk and explore the famous Riverwalk. I was relieved that I had bought a dress earlier that day, that I could ‘slip’ into. After we freshened up we went exploring.

Happily Married and Living With Passion,
Robyn

P.S. Check back later this week for another chapter ;) Happy New Year!

If you’ve missed a chapter of this love story

After a few more minutes John returned to the car.

“Robyn, grab your bag, valet is going to park the car,” John informed me.

My stomach dropped and my inner honesty, bluntly confessed, “John, I can’t afford to stay here tonight – it’s way out my budget!”

“Don’t worry about it, I got a really great rate.”

“OH? $60 a night great?”

I’m panicking at this point. This is not part of the plan, I’m independent. If anything, I might consider going dutch (spliting) - but I was convinced that half of this night was nearly my entire weekend budget.

I looked into the rear view mirror – my hair was a mess from sitting in a car all afternoon. I looked down and I was wearing a pair of comfy blue jeans. Young, naive, and on an adventure I left my keys in the ignition and did as I was asked.

As we walked up to the doors of the gorgeous Marriott hotel, I felt like royalty. We entered the hotel lobby- the staff all looked up and watched us. I was initially convinced that I was an eye sore. However, when I learned where we were headed, I trust they were curious to know who we were.

The bell boy carried our bags inside and as the capable cowgirl I am, tried to take my bag off his hands. The gentleman politely informed me “that he would help us to our room.” Oh really…

When we got into the elevator, I paid extra attention to where we were headed. His finger pushed, PH.

Ahh…I blinked…a lot! Picking up my jaw from the floor, I keenly observed the numbers flash as we went up.

…28, 29, PH

The door opened – we had arrived on the top floor – the Penthouse level!

Happily Married and Living With Passion,
Robyn

If you’ve missed a chapter of this love story

“Laura, we are at the Marriott! This is NOT in my budget!” I squealed on the phone to my Bestie.

After a few more minutes John returned to the car.

“Robyn, grab your bag, valet is going to park the car,” John informed me.

My stomach dropped and my inner honesty, bluntly confessed, “John, I can’t afford to stay here tonight – it’s way out my budget!”

“Don’t worry about it, I got a really great rate.”

“OH? $60 a night great?”

I’m panicking at this point. This is not part of the plan, I’m independent. If anything, I might consider going dutch (spliting) - but I was convinced that half of this night was nearly my entire weekend budget.

I looked into the rear view mirror – my hair was a mess from sitting in a car all afternoon. I looked down and I was wearing a pair of comfy blue jeans. Young, naive, and on an adventure I left my keys in the ignition and did as I was asked.

As we walked up to the doors of the gorgeous Marriott hotel, I felt like royalty. We entered the hotel lobby- the staff all looked up and watched us. I was initially convinced that I was an eye sore. However, when I learned where we were headed, I trust they were curious to know who we were.

The bell boy carried our bags inside and as the capable cowgirl I am, tried to take my bag off his hands. The gentleman politely informed me “that he would help us to our room.” Oh really…

When we got into the elevator, I paid extra attention to where we were headed. His finger pushed, PH.

Ahh…I blinked…a lot! Picking up my jaw from the floor, I keenly observed the numbers flash as we went up.

…28, 29, PH

The door opened – we had arrived on the top floor – the Penthouse level!

Happily Married and Living With Passion,
Robyn

If you’ve missed a chapter of this love story