The First Date
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There wasn’t much settling back at home before I dropped a hint to Jim that I wanted to meet up. I was tired of keeping the distance. No more covert operations or digging through the trash… time to dive in headfirst and see just how serious this guy can be. I made a comment that I loved the food at Geoffrey’s. He bit. Fast forward – day of the date. We set a time but since I’m always running around like a nut, I was running behind. He texted me when he was heading over. After getting out of the shower and seeing that he was en route, I texted back, “Running late, ah!” Luckily he’s a great guy and took the hint. He responded, “Don’t panic, just text me when you’re ready.” Definitely took the pressure off!
He took me to dinner and to a movie. He was quite the gentleman and honestly, I’ve never been treated so well. He told me I looked beautiful. He held doors for me. He opened the car door when I got in and when I got out. He paid for both the dinner and the movie in such a flash that I didn’t even have a chance to pull out a card. I considered it a date, and I was pretty sure he did, too, but it was never discussed so there is always that doubt in the back of your mind. I was so thrilled and at that point extremely excited since all those signs pointed to it being a date.
When it was obvious to me that it was a date, I yearned for more. A handhold, touch on the arm, hug, kiss… Halfway through the movie I started getting fidgety. Multiple times I told myself, just reach for his hand, dumb ass! But something inside told me to wait. I wanted him to make that move. I wanted him to tell me how he was feeling.
On the way back to the car he says casually, So there’s something I realized I’ve never brought up in all our conversations…” Freeze. “I’ve told you about my most recent break up…” Oh no, what could he possibly tell me? “…but I was actually married right out of high school. We were together for 8 years and then she cheated on me. We were divorced and that’s it.” Swallow. Okay, so it’s not too big of a deal really. Just would have liked to be told this earlier. I told him, “Okay, thanks for telling me. No biggie.” I shrugged it off as a good piece of old news. Mental, phew!
On the way back to my house he asked, “Do you want to stop for a cup of coffee? I don’t want our conversation to end.” Melt! Good, I wouldn’t have to give up on some physical connection just yet. I told him, “Yes, I’d love to have a cup of coffee.” Finally when we sit down and order our coffee, he spills. Not the coffee, his feelings. Halleluiah! He tells me, “I don’t know how you feel about me or if you even considered this a date but I’m really into you and I have been since the first time I met you. If you aren’t into me, then I’ll let it go and we can remain friends but I need to throw it out there or I’ll never forgive myself.” Yes, a man actually said this to me. Jackpot! I told him I felt the same way. That mutual understanding and a kiss at the end of the night sealed the deal. I was dating Jim and I was happy.
to be continued…
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