The Attorney: Communication has been weird. I mean days go by. But we are due for cocktails tomorrow.
Coffee guy: I pulled myself from m@tch. I was bored. I needed a break. I put myslef on OKC. It’s super fucking lame. But this guy checks me out and I know him. He is the door guy from a bar I used to hang out at. I was there for the first time in years last Nov and I remember him doing a double take on my ID – I assumed into me or remembered me.
Turns out into me, As I had always been curious about him.
He now owns a coffee house. In a city near by (closer than the bar).
It is a good date. He gets the art lover in me. He likes me. He has liked me for about as long as I have been curious about him. He thinks I am pretty and have a good ass.
We are in the parking lot, lightly making out when he says “I want to go down on you” and I laugh. I am not in the same mood. I am intrigued but I am not hot and bothered. Yet, anyway.
I think I will see him again.