So I had my first “first date” last night.\u00a0 We met for coffee (although technically I had hot cider) and it lasted about 90 minutes.<\/p>\n
I spent most of the\u00a0time listening to him talk about how crazy his ex-wife is and how much her new husband hates him but all her friends and family love him.\u00a0 A lot of stories were about him winning, which makes me think that he’s trying to convince himself of that.<\/p>\n
He took my hands several times – found ways to touch my arms – but it just didn’t send any tingles up and down them.\u00a0 I tried not to pull away too fast and hurt his feelings, but I did find it rather forward for just a coffee date.<\/p>\n
It wasn’t miserable.\u00a0 I laughed several times, got to talk once or twice, and had a great cup of hot cider.<\/p>\n
At the end of the date, he told me he wanted to see me again.\u00a0 The way he said it made it feel like I had passed some kind of test.\u00a0 He then hugged me and kissed me several times on the lips.\u00a0 I didn’t really want to be kissed, and pulled back several times – trying to joke about first dates and steak dinners and no french kissing.\u00a0<\/p>\n
He emailed me again last night to repeat that he wanted to see me again.\u00a0 Fortunately, I already know I’ll be busy for the next few days.\u00a0 And after that, we’ll see if I’m just being too critical or if my gut instincts that we are not a match still rings true.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
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