My Best Date was my first date with DH…which became my last First Date
We met at work in January and were Work Friends. He loves to insist now that I had the hots for him when we met, because at some point along the way, I asked him how old he was. Turns out that he was 12 years younger than me. I have had no interest in younger men, I was merely curious because he looked so young. Meanwhile, we were becoming pretty good friends.
So, at the end of June, I’m leaving the company and on my last day of work, he emailed his phone number to me.
It did take me a month to call, because I really (!) wasn’t interested in him romantically and I was nervous we’d run out of things to talk about now that work was no longer a common bond.
We decided to meet for Happy Hour, as I think he had the same thought. Have a couple of drinks, maybe some munchies, no big deal if we don’t have a connection outside of work.
First date lasted 5 hours. We just kept moving from bar to bar. There was no tension, no awkward silences or moments, we just kept talking. And talking. And I found myself starting to like him. So at the end of the date, I drive him back to his car and he hugs me goodbye. Doesn’t even try to kiss me. So I think, “Oh, he’s not interested. Okay.”
A week goes by and he asks me out again. Date #2 lasts about 4 hours. And he hugs me at the end of it. Since I was starting to really like him by this point, I’m really perplexed.
He finally kissed me after date #3. All is well.
We’ve been married since 9/10/11.