I have been plugging along on Tinder, Bumble and Match. I even tried a new app called Zoosk. I don’t like that one at all, time to delete. I still think Match is a waste of time, but I persevere. Tinder and Bumble are the same they always have been, you never know what mixed bag you might get.
I matched with a handsome, tall man on Tinder over the weekend and we started a short chat. He made it clear he didn’t like too much talk before meeting and I was ok with that, especially now that I have learned the art of a shorter date. I can commit an hour to meeting someone and it no longer requires me getting all dressed up and going to a fancy bar.
On Monday he asked what my week looked like and I mentioned the chances of a snow day on Tuesday were high. He didn’t answer me until Wednesday morning. He started chatting on Wednesday and quickly asked me if I had time in the evening. I said ok, we settled on a location right around the corner from my work and that was about it.
I arrived right on time and he came a bit later. He even text to let me know.
Dave was even more handsome than his photos which was a pleasant surprise after the last two dates. And super tall at 6’8″. Full head of hair and an easy smile. Check, check and check on the physical front. I even felt a small pang of guilt that I knew I didn’t have that same immediate physical connection with Bennett. Dave is *just* my type, even if he is a little taller than usual!
We sat and had a fantastic conversation for just over an hour. We talked about families and funny dating stories. He mentioned, more than once how much better I appeared in person than my photos, especially when I smiled. When I told him I would be 50 years old this year he swore I was lying. Like most men, he thought I looked 36. While I don’t buy it, I have heard it enough now to allow it to wash confidence over me now.
Our chemistry was strong and immediate. He liked what he saw and heard as did I.
He walked me back to my office to catch a car home and had that funny moment of “I don’t know what the appropriate move is!” I said I thought he should kiss me goodbye and before the words were out of my mouth, his lips were on mine and the kiss was wonderful.
We kissed for a bit and then parted. Not a minute later he asked if he could walk back to kiss me goodbye. Of course, I conceded as my car was arriving late. He came right back to me and we kissed intensely for a bit more. He apologized for not asking me to dinner and was realizing how much he was going to regret not spending more time with me.
I surprised myself with how much fun I had in that hour and half. I was happy, not thinking of Bennett (though he did cross my mind, he didn’t’ linger there). I was even surprised when kissing Dave how the jolt went through my body. Bennett is hands down the best kisser I have ever been with and I was worried that kissing someone else so soon might make me feel remorse, but I didn’t.
I was home quite quickly and text him to let him know I arrived safely. We had a little chat before bed and he made it clear he would like to see me again, soon. I fell asleep before answering his last text so I replied this morning and we started chatting again.
I realize I still need to suss out my feelings around Bennett, so things can move as slow as necessary with Dave. He met all my initial requirements for dating, so it will be nice to see how/if things can go further.
The best news: HE IS SINGLE!