How did you meet? online
Name: Brian (our 1st date here)
Good quotes from date:
"I'm going to get a bike just to spite you."
"After the kid barfed in the pool, it was time for me to leave."
"Who the heck is Casey Anthony?" (When I asked his legal opinion on the trial. You'd maybe have to be living under a rock to not have heard anything about her, her daughter, or her case.)
So folks, I gave this one a chance. I really did. I adhered to the 4 Man Plan and said yes to a second date. He is incredibly nice, and compassionate, and sometimes funny. He still says "fuckin" in almost every sentence. But really, let's be honest. That wouldn't matter if we had a connection. If I wanted to make out with him. If we talked about deeper things than our local subway line and the public pool in which "that kid barfed".
If, if...we had conversations like me and Jack. This is what i thought as he chattered away. Not even Jack the person, just the chemistry I felt with Jack - whether I made it up or not. I so wanted to want to make out with Brian. Because wouldn't that make all of this easier?
He walked me to my stoop where I executed my tried and true strategy of "hug and run." Sensing he wanted more, I went far left to avoid he lips coming at me like torpedos. I thought I was in the clear until he asked, "Can I kiss you goodnight?"
Ladies, what does one do in this situation? As my friend says, "If they have to ask you for it, they probably shouldn't do it." Although maybe if the make out factor existed, I'd instead be writing about how endearing it was that he asked. But, no.
So what could I say? I said "Sure!", like I wanted it because - god help me - I needed to get it over with so I could run upstairs to safety. I allowed a quick peck before I pulled away and did just that. He said he'd be in touch, but I know that is the last time I will see him. Or with my luck, we'll be on treadmills next to each other at the neighborhood gym.
I NEED THE MAKEOUT FACTOR. I NEED IT VERY SOON.