Our next date is a Monday evening. I go to his house for supper. He makes a fabulous meal. And we end up in his bedroom…
He is every bit the gentleman one would hope. He assures himself that I am fully on
board. We agree that we are falling for
each other.
After I tell him that I know it’s crazy to ask him not to
see other people at this point, but that I don’t want to know about them. He says “If that’s important to you”.
We see each other almost every day that week. On Saturday I will not be seeing him as he
has his child coming for the weekend. And
I have plans. Weeks before I had begged
friends to set me up. One of them came
through about two weeks ago and dinner at their house for me and a male
friend. I’m not going to cancel, partly
because I begged for this introduction.
And partly because as far as I know, and I don’t want confirmation of
this, PysicallyAffectionateGuy is seeing other people. As long as he’s doing it, I’m doing it
too. And he hasn’t asked to not know
about them, and I won’t lie. So when he
asks what I’m up to for the weekend, I tell him. He tells me to have fun and be safe.
Dinner is fun. I
enjoy hanging out with my friends and SetUpGuy is nice. He’s interesting and he’s brought veggies for
dinner, which are quite good. I enjoy
hanging out with him. I’ve never really
considered dating more than one guy at a time before, but I begin to wonder if
I could do it. The friends leave us
alone and SetUpGuy and I talk for hours.
I would totally date this guy.
Eventually we end up leaving the friends’ house and heading to a larger
town to find food at 11:30 at night.
Sitting on the trunk of his car at midnight, eating gyros in the ghetto,
I want SetUpGuy to kiss me. It’s not the
first time the thought has crossed my mind in the last few hours. He doesn’t and instead invites me to get coffee
either at his house or at a nearby Denny’s.
I opt for the Denny’s and we continue to talk until well into the
morning. When we say goodbye I once more
am hoping for a kiss, but I don’t get one.
Driving home I’m convinced that he wasn’t interested, although it seems
weird that he stayed out that late if he wasn’t.
In the morning I get several texts. SetUpGuy and I are texting a rehash of the
previous evening. He tells me that he
wanted to kiss me, but was nervous. We
agree that we should see each other, but very casually as he hasn’t dated in
awhile. A little later
PhysicallyAffectionateGuy texts asking about last night’s date. Somehow as a result of this he and I agree to
see only each other. Crap. Awkward text conversation alert! SetUpguy is very nice about it when I tell
him of the change of situation. I’m not
sure I would be so nice. He and I agree
to continue talking as friends.
PhysicallyAffectionateGuy is upgraded to The Boyfriend and I am somehow
in a relationship. This was not actually
the plan for internet dating.