Well, I finally met up with him. We were both so busy that we couldn’t squeeze in a rendez-vous until Friday.
We decided to meet in a cafe, straight after work. I asked him to respect one rule; that we wouldn’t give our full names or contact info. That way, we could see each other, chat and be relaxed about it without having to decide there and then whether we’d want to meet again, or feel obliged to give out our phone number if we didn’t really want to. Afterwards we could each go home and send a message via the dating site, if we’d want to see each other again and then exchange phone numbers etc. He found this arrangement excellent and I was relieved he didn’t take me for a paranoid drama queen. He understood that safety comes first, he's in the police force after all.
Well, I paraded into the café on Friday, a little late but it wasn’t deliberate, was just held up by work. There, patiently awaiting me was a not-so-terribly-looking man, average height, with dark blond hair and I’m guessing grey-blue eyes. Not slim but not chubby either. Rather ordinary looking actually and to be honest, and shallow, I probably wouldn’t have paid him any attention had I just passed him in the street. He looked very kind, though. We talked. I probably talked more than he did, he seemed more reserved than I anyways. But it didn’t look as though I was boring him to death with my blabbering.
We had indeed a lot to talk about and have some things in common. We also talked a little about our mutual experience with this dating site. He said he had once before met up with a woman he’d corresponded with on the site but nothing had come out of it. I started telling him about all the pervy messages I’d received, how women get showered with them as soon as they register, and all the naughty offers we get. I didn’t tell him about my fake ad, though, I don’t want him to think I’m some sort of a nutter. Not yet anyway!
He seemed quite surprised that people would behave like that and seemed astonished at how easy it is for people to find sexual partners via the Internet. I explained to him that from what I’d seen, anyone in need of casual sex can find it within an hour on this site. And I’m not talking about paid sex even. He was amazed and I was pleased. He certainly didn’t seem like the type who’d look for casual sex, not anywhere. After all, he appeared to be a rather reserved and quiet type, probably a good specimen there.
Still, I have to admit, I didn’t sense any sparks flying between us and couldn’t feel anything stir within me. But, in the past I’ve always acted upon some fireworks exploding right at the beginning when I meet someone…and it’s never ended well. So how about taking things more easy now and perhaps get it right? So I decided to be open to the possibility that this here might be a good, honest, interesting gem who maybe could make me feel better than any of the men I’ve been with thus far. So what if he doesn’t look like a movie star or isn’t a smooth talking charmer?
Obviously, I didn’t know what he thought of me but noticed the way he was looking at me, measuring and weighing me, as we talked. He was clearly making a judgement as well, but I couldn’t tell whether he liked what he saw or not. And it made me a little nervous.
We had talked about spending roughly an hour together at the café and so when the time was up, we got up and parted outside the café. With a handshake, as the atmosphere definitely didn’t offer anything more intimate. Although, he did give me a big smile and a wink before turning around and crossing the street. I thought that was a good sign.
So, I went home to contemplate whether I was attracted to him at all or what. But I just wasn’t sure. Felt as though I should at least meet him again, in different circumstances, where we could be more relaxed. Or, at least where he could be relaxed enough to kiss me!
Was so busy this weekend that I didn’t check my messages until now. And there it was, a message from him since yesterday. He says he would love to see me again, and enclosed his phone number!!!
Nema hvað!
ReplyDeleteYay! Looking forward to reading about your next encounter with him... this IS better than fiction ;)
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