I messaged him a couple weeks ago or so on OKC. He's married to a girl that I know (not well, but know), and we seemed to have a lot in common (plus he's got the cutest handlebar mustache)... so I figured we should be friends, right?
We chatted a little... and he asked me to get together for drinks or something. Since he's local, might as well get to know him better in person. So we review our schedules and decide upon brunch, which happened yesterday.
I went into it with zero expectations. I was hoping for a new friend, not really more than that. And I wasn't going to be too disappointed if that didn't even work out.
Brunch turned into nearly 4 1/2 hours of non-stop talking. Eventually we figured we'd give the waitress back her table, so we walked around for awhile. Then we got back to my car, and stood around for awhile longer.
I don't even know the last time I had such good conversation with someone new. I'm not sure that I've ever been able to talk for 4 1/2 hours, with no real breaks for awkwardness. The way we moved seamlessly from one topic to another was pretty impressive. We talked about everything from movies and TV to the social constructs of monogamy and the patriarchy.
Time flew. I swore it was only 1:00, only to learn it was 2:00, and I had completely missed a company picnic at which I had intended to make an appearance. Not that I was disappointed.
So, the whole time we were talking, I was trying to gauge in my head how I was feeling about everything. I was REALLY enjoying the conversation, but I wasn't sure if that was translating into attraction or not. I've had so much going on lately that takes most of my attention/energy, I just haven't had much left for romance. So it's something that just doesn't occur to me all that often anymore.
But then we said goodbye. We kind of simultaneously offered up hugs. Now, I love hugs... but they have a tendency to be awkward, in my experience. So I was expecting the awkward kind of hug you give someone you don't know that well, and then we'd part ways.
But shit, that hug was amazing. Firm and friendly, like we'd hugged each other a hundred times before. It sounds strange to talk about a hug this way. I can't entirely describe how it was different from your average everyday hug, but it was.
And then... he kissed me on the cheek. Probably the most adorable way that anyone has ever said goodbye to me. And what a perfect way to let a girl know that you like her, without being too forward and creepy about it.
So with that hug and that kiss on the cheek, I knew I was in trouble. It's like, with our conversation, there was definitely a click. We hit it off right away, for sure. But with a little physical contact, there suddenly was a spark.
I offered up my phone number, and we texted later to confirm that we had a really good time, and would like to do it again. So here we go, I guess.
