Make the call?

I need some feedback on this one.

I work in retail. I sell fantastic products to (most) people with little knowledge and a little too much cash in there pocket. Which isn't a bad thing considering we all thrive off of having the newest of the new and the best of the best! And I get to make money off of you....I mean "it"!
Anyway, that's not what I was really planning on blogging about. What is going on in my mind is the fact that I met a random, tall, handsome male customer who happened to spark my interest. This sometimes happens. Oh, and I'm single now so I don't want anyone out there thinking I'm a cheater. So during my sales pitch, I noticed the awkward over-extended eye contact, or at least the attempt at it. He looked, I looked back, he looked away and I started to get frazzled. The words started to come out of my mouth faster than my lips could move! I don't know if it was him that made me nervous first or me that made him nervous first but he seemed to be mirroring my reactions and it seemed all of a sudden that the sale had to be done so we could both step away from the intensity of our chemical reactions to each others presence and just breath.......ahhhhhhh.

I have to admit, I did check to see if he was wearing a ring. He wasn't.

After he was gone out the door, I had to step into the back of the store to tell my trusted friends my odd experience all while my body still felt numb and my voice rattled. How embarrassing. Immediately, I wanted him to come back so I could pass him my phone number in an attempt to get to know him.

Opportunity lost!

Lucky me however, was pleasantly surprised a week later to answer the phone at work to a familiar voice asking if he could come in and talk product with me. That's when I heard the sirens go off! Literally. He was calling me while driving in his ambulance! I heard over his radio where he had to go which happened to be two stop lights away from where I work. So I waited very impatiently for my next opportunity to possibly get a date. When he finally showed up, he was so hard to miss! He was glowing as if he was wearing a fluorescent yellow EMS jacket! But that's because he was. That was certainly a chance to break the ice so I had to comment! And the smiles, oh the smiles. We checked out some products while checking each other out and making the oh so subtle flirty comments to each other. Then came the moment where the visit had to end. We both became rather fidgety, and the sentences from both of our mouths were continuously incomplete while once again the words attempted to come out faster then our lips would allow. That's when I noticed the next customer standing about 8ft. behind him listening to every fumbled word we spoke. That's when the thought of writing down my phone number on my business card became an idea that I just couldn't pull off. She was standing there staring impatiently, destroying the courage that I was hoping would possibly get me out of the house for an evening or two or more! I felt like he was trying to give me the go ahead because he seemed to be too nervous to mouth the right words, even telling me what time he was done work at and that he was doing nothing for the evening.... but that women had to be standing there, listening! Damn!

Once again,

goodbye opportunity.

Now, here is my thought to attempt to recover any chance I may have had:

Courtesy call!

Let's see if I can muster the courage to ask him how he is without my voice cracking!

Lulu