Date 9: Fun Night with a Great Man

Jamie and I hit it off quickly on line and moved to text.  He was British, worked in banking, 5’11” and well traveled and pleasant to look at.

Very fit and healthy, into yoga, but loved his wine, we had easy banter and conversation.  He asked me out quite quickly and I agreed.

We set our date and time.

Some point during the weekend before our date he was asking m some questions and seemed to love my answers.  I knew this because his language was becoming sweeter and more complimentary and he started sending little emojis.  We really had a lovely conversation, it never turned sexual and he was in relatively constant contact.

The night for the date was coming and I could tell he was a bit more excited than me, but, I was still looking forward to it.  He asked me to choose anyplace I wanted for dinner and we agreed to a traditional steakhouse, which is always fun in a big city.

I knew the moment I saw him that I wasn’t physically attracted to him.  He just wasn’t my type.  But he had a sweet mannerism to him and an easy smile and I knew our conversation would be fine.

Dinner lasted about 4 hours, we laughed and joked and he eventually leaned in for a kiss, which was quite nice.  My hand was on his shoulder and it was rock hard.  He was a little more blown away by the kiss than I was, but I could see he was smitten.

We finished dinner and decided to stay and drink, it turned into quite a late evening with some more kissing towards the end.  But, I just didn’t feel it.

We parted saying we would make plans.

He texted goodnight and again good morning and asked if he could see me on the weekend.  He told me I drove him wild.

I had been thinking about why I didn’t feel any more attraction to Jamie – I couldn’t come up with any concrete reason.  I thought about agreeing to seeing him the weekend and see how that went, but I also sort of knew how I felt about him wouldn’t change.  There was no chemistry for me, but it was obvious chemistry for him.

U ultimately decided I would man-up and tell him the truth, I just didn’t feel the same, and didn’t want to lead him further forward.  I realized that he reminded me so much of the situation with Finnian….I sort of liked him, could see laughing and having fun with him, but no real outcome to the relationship.

We parted via text on a friendly note and I moved on to the next.

 

Author: Madeline Harper

My journey through divorce and an emotional and sexual reawakening. Love, laughter, friendships, family and heartbreak included. And there is sex, lots of it, so close your eyes and turn the page if that's not for you! While I started this blog as an endeavor to journal my thoughts and feelings in an attempt to better understand myself, it has become an amazing platform from which I have met some of the most interesting and wonderful people in my life. My path is often crooked, but I hope you will share in the journey with me.

3 thoughts on “Date 9: Fun Night with a Great Man”

    1. I’ve had many short first dates. I just don’t write about them. If I had left him before the second bar, I might have met him this weekend. I’m glad it went down the way it did so I didn’t have a second date.

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