He moved down one of the sidewalks, still gazing about. If by chance he was my date, I didn’t want some passing stranger picking him up so I stepped out and approached.
I sat back down while he ordered. It allowed me to check him out. (Thanks to the lady ahead of him who had a slew of questions about filtered water!) Javier wore casual, conservative summer gear, freshly ironed. The garb flattered his trim build.
He joined me with his own bowl of cobbler. Considering the extensive menu, the chances of us choosing the same item for noshing seemed remote. A sign? Kismet? Serendipity? Nah. I don’t go there anymore.
We chatted about our jobs and online experiences for almost an hour. He spoke refreshingly candidly. His comments weren’t calculated to make a positive first impression. This was a real human talking, perfectly comfortable with himself. He also came off as a soft spoken gentleman. Javier was quite the catch!
I asked if he wanted to go for a walk and he welcomed the opportunity to extend the conversation. I felt completely relaxed with him, even confident. After all, he’d messaged me. I am worthy!
What a wonderful beginning...
But that was only the first half of the date. Let’s just savor that before I post anything more.