It’s been a while since I updated you on my ‘love life’. A couple of months ago I told you about my trials and tribulations of my encounters with T – you can catch up here if you like.
I was about to embark on my third meeting with T after a turbulent first and second date with him, and I must say, the date went swimmingly! We were both relaxed, confident and seemed willing to see where the date took us without playing games with each other.
Early on in the date, we just sipped coffee and shared a piece of cake, but the afternoon flew by and we decided to go to a nice pub down the road for a bit of food and a G&T (well, I had a G&T, he had another coffee as he was driving).
He ordered a shepherds pie and I ordered a goats cheese salad. Food that I didn’t have to eat fast before it got cold, as we seemed to have a lot to talk about.
T was telling me about his work, and a story about one of his colleagues who he plays golf with. I was nodding (pretending that I knew a lot about golf) and mid mouthful of a goats cheese crouton, over the shoulder of T, I caught the eye of a man that I thought I recognised. I made a ‘knowing’ kind of nod to his direction and thought in my head “who is that man, I know him from somewhere, but can’t quite think wh…OH. MY. GOODNESS.”
It was my first crush at school! It had to have been maybe thirty five years since the last time I saw him and boy did he look different, in a handsome, tall and very dashing way! I must admit, for a few moments at least, I had to tear my eyes away from him and concentrate on the task in hand, which was impressing and engaging T on our date!
A couple of hours passed and by the time we finished our desserts, T had to leave. I must admit, I had become a little distracted by my blast from the past, and although I was enjoying T’s company, I did wonder whether my school crush recognised me after all these years. I wondered whether he was married, maybe he was single…! I can imagine this is all sounding very harsh on poor T, but I couldn’t really help thinking about SC (school crush)…
After a very sweet kiss on the cheek from T, and a swapping of mobile numbers later, he was gone – into the night he went. He did offer me a lift home, but I decided to call my friend and have another drink with her as she only lived a few doors away from the pub. And besides, SC was still here…
Now, I know that you want to know what happened that night, but I am running out of time, and you’ll have to come back next time to find out! Let me give you a hint though – he was single and he did remember me! If I liked those emoticon things, I would be writing a winking face right now!
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