I briefly email with a guy and as it's my first proper contact I prefer to talk or meet up, and we speak on Monday and it's very pleasant, and line up a drink for Tuesday night.
I'm a little nervous showing up, his picture is very good looking and I guess I am intimidated by very good looking people that I don't know. We go to a quiet bar and have a couple of drinks and it's really easy. He's a nice guy, very open and I feel comfortable. He's slightly shorter than me - a first - but as good looking as the pic. There's quite a bit he reveals that's not on his profile, and I understand his reasons but take everything with a grain of salt. You have to, with these things.
Now, I haven't had much date experience. So when we left and he asked if I would like a coffee back at his place, I choked with the clichedness of the question. Yes, sounded too easy. No, sounded like I hadn't had a good time, and I had. What to do?
"Thanks, but I shouldn't have a coffee as I'm going to the dentist in the morning".
Mind you I'd just had two red wines and many cigarettes.
This sounded so absurd I realised the only thing that could save it was to laugh it off and agree.
He's an account manager for a record label and a musician and he played me his CD, and we kiiiiiiiiiiiiissed on his lounge, and he invited me to come back so he could cook me dinner. But I have another date that night. Another night would be better.