Pleasant Surpsrise
Just when you least expect it, the little surprises restore your faith in dating. I woke up today prepared to call Cash, and had a “Good morning, give me a call today” message from him waiting for me on my phone. I promised to call when I finished work, and walked into the office with a smile plastered to my face.
It was one of those gorgeous fall days where you bring a jacket, just in case, and end up leaving it tied around your waist all day long, so after work, I decided to walk home and call him along the way. It turns out this was a perfect decision, because I had no idea that we worked four blocks from each other. He was just finishing up, so he got off the phone quickly, but called back five minutes later asking exactly where I was. Within minutes, he pulled up beside me in a gorgeous white sedan to give me a ride home.
As I climbed into the passenger seat, I was thrilled to discover that he was just as cute as I remembered, and although I hated the fact that I didn’t get to plan the perfect outfit, and was nervous about the fact that I had cut my hair since the last time I’d seen him, his first question was, “Where are you coming from? You look great?” I breathed a huge sigh of relief and enjoyed the five block drive to my apartment. We chatted briefly, and made plans to take a coffee break tomorrow afternoon.
In the beginning stages of a relationship, the littlest things can give you butterflies. As I got into the car, he leaned in to kiss my cheek, as if it was something we’d done a million times before. He had winter clothes in the back seat that he had just pulled out, and the sight of a suit and tie on a hanger made me want to see him again just for the thought of how good he would look in it. And the clincher, as I said “Thanks for the ride, I’ll see you tomorrow.” and his response was, “Yeah, unless I can’t help but call you tonight. I might miss your voice.”
During the month that I didn’t get to see him, I talked myself in and out of being excited about this guy. I’ve been notorious in the past for two extremes: putting a guy on a pedestal he could never live up to, or writing off a guy for the smallest flaw. I even went through a time in the past month where I swore I wasn’t that interested, and claimed that if it was meant to be we would have gotten together by now, but those ten minutes today changed my mind. I may not know much about this man yet, but the important part is that I know enough to realize that I want to know more.