So recently I had become interested in this fellow whom I met at the gym. We had been texting all day long, he would call me at night, basically we talked all the time. We would visit and chat at the gym. I felt this great chemistry between us. He is taller than I am (it's hard to beat my height), he is muscular, very suave, painfully handsome, and very charming. He's the total package.
For our first date we doubled with Lauren and Jake. We went out on the town and had a great time. After the official date he asked me to take a walk with him around the park near the venue we went to. It was freezing that night, but I was too consumed with this chemistry we had going on to care. We walked. We talked. We laughed. We shamefully flirted until the wee hours of morning. We then went back and sat in the car for another while and talked about school, life, and we jammed out to the good old iPod. He then turned to me and asked, "Would it be too soon for me to kiss you?" I nervously laughed and honestly replied, "Yeah, it would be." I shot him down, but I am the old-fashioned type. I don't believe in "booty calls", "NCMO'S (non-committal makeout's), or kissing on the first date. That's just not how I roll anymore (perhaps my youth taught me well...)
Anyway, so after that awkward question, we kept talking and talking and talking. I was smitten. I really really liked Brad. I did. He was darling. The man of my dreams. And I had just gotten out of a terrible relationship with Tyler. So I thought, this is perfect. (And no, I wasn't thinking Brad would be my rebound...not really at least)
Anyway, we ended the night with a hug. He gave me a huge hug, picked me up, then looked me in the eyes and said, "It's perfect how tall you are. You're gorgeous." Naturally, I was flattered.
As I was driving home (we had met up that night) he texted me, "Hey I hope I didn't scare you away tonight". And I must admit, he had brought up the fact that he was getting over a girl whom he had been engaged to a few months prior. I could sort of see that he was not 100% over her, but I was too caught up in the moment to care. We had great chemistry, we talked about the gospel (the LDS church), our families, our interests, likes, dislikes, favorite sports teams, favorite R&B singers, favorite movies, ya know, typical first date stuff.
For our first date we doubled with Lauren and Jake. We went out on the town and had a great time. After the official date he asked me to take a walk with him around the park near the venue we went to. It was freezing that night, but I was too consumed with this chemistry we had going on to care. We walked. We talked. We laughed. We shamefully flirted until the wee hours of morning. We then went back and sat in the car for another while and talked about school, life, and we jammed out to the good old iPod. He then turned to me and asked, "Would it be too soon for me to kiss you?" I nervously laughed and honestly replied, "Yeah, it would be." I shot him down, but I am the old-fashioned type. I don't believe in "booty calls", "NCMO'S (non-committal makeout's), or kissing on the first date. That's just not how I roll anymore (perhaps my youth taught me well...)
Anyway, so after that awkward question, we kept talking and talking and talking. I was smitten. I really really liked Brad. I did. He was darling. The man of my dreams. And I had just gotten out of a terrible relationship with Tyler. So I thought, this is perfect. (And no, I wasn't thinking Brad would be my rebound...not really at least)
Anyway, we ended the night with a hug. He gave me a huge hug, picked me up, then looked me in the eyes and said, "It's perfect how tall you are. You're gorgeous." Naturally, I was flattered.
As I was driving home (we had met up that night) he texted me, "Hey I hope I didn't scare you away tonight". And I must admit, he had brought up the fact that he was getting over a girl whom he had been engaged to a few months prior. I could sort of see that he was not 100% over her, but I was too caught up in the moment to care. We had great chemistry, we talked about the gospel (the LDS church), our families, our interests, likes, dislikes, favorite sports teams, favorite R&B singers, favorite movies, ya know, typical first date stuff.
So anyway, I texted him back and told him that he had not scared me away and that he just made me like him even more. Yes, I actually told him that. I'm brutally honest when it comes to things like this. So we kept texting and such and he asked me over text if we could go out again...yes, over text. I had to give the boy credit, it was 3 AM afterall...
So, I agreed to go out with him again. I had butterflies when I went to bed. I was starting to really dig Brad. Who wouldn't, right? So I guess it pays off to go for long walks in the park at midnight in the dead of winter with a handsome, muscular, gym rat. :)
Until next time... xo Sierra
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