Guys: Do you know how much girls hate it when you say something like "so are we gonna kiss or what?" or "is this the part where we kiss goodnight?" If it's meant to happen, it will happen. No need for a preamble. Yet, said preamble was declared and he leaned in. Caught me off guard. Thought we'd peck but he went in for the kill. Didn't want to be rude, so reciprocated with a little more-than-a-peck-but-less-than-a-makeout kiss and that was that. Not crazy for him, but not eliminated from the race.
But today he sent me a text that said "How's my liberal lawyer?" Uhm... what?! One date mister, one date... I am definitely not yours. Then I missed his call. So, out of courtesy, I called him back after work today and -bless his heart- he was so confident. "Have you mugged down with anyone else like you mugged down with me?" Bless his heart, he hadn't realized that, not only had our kiss just been a decent-first-date kiss, I had actually been out with another dude the next night. And, as if this inquiry were not enough, he proceeded to ask me what I thought about our kiss, how excited I was he got his braces off in two weeks, and whether I had thought any more about our one inch height difference. Oh my.
Match #3. In FIRST place.
Match #4. In THIRD place.
[Match #1. LAST PLACE]
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