You'll need that song later in this post.
So much to fill you all in on and plenty of time to do it on this gorgeous Sunday afternoon. Some of it is a little much, but hey -- apparently that's the path I'm on at the moment. A weird path of dudes I simply do not get but will continue to feel out for a while.
Beer With InkaDinkaDude
After some hot snapchatting last week InkaDinkaDude, who previously could not be bothered with seeing me twice on a Thursday, and I met up. In Brooklyn again. Which took a little while to plan but those details are what we will label as boring and unimportant.
Different bar this time which was closer to his place. Since he'd just gotten back from a trip I offered to head to his 'hood for a beer or two. His texts seemed hopeful and while I didn't shut him down I told him we'd see. I was pretty sure at that point that he was just looking for a booty call but that he also has specific needs in one. Some of this was confirmed.
He was waiting for me outside, sucking on a vape pen, of which he offered me a puff. No thanks, man. I don't get vape pens. I also don't get cigarettes. Quick hug and euro kiss and then we headed inside and sat at the bar. When I got a little at his eyes I realized that his vape pen was more hippie than cancer stick... I shouldn't have been surprised.
We settled into to good talk, lots of little touches here and there. He's big for bold touches I wouldn't expect from a guy the second time we're out for a beer and with whom I've had essentially zero physical contact with. But, I am not complaining. No, I'm not complaining at all. Because, wow. I don't know if he's just that good, it's the confidence, or a combination of the two but there was some definite electricity. Delicious.
Conversation was light -- he told me about his trip, a few cool things he saw -- and comfortable. During beer two he asked me about whether or not I was seeing anyone else. Huh-what?! Yeah, the needle scratched across the record for me at that point, too. Seeing? Are we seeing each other? And also, he didn't strike me as the type of guy to care. So I took a sip and asked him, first, if he considered us seeing each other. His laugh was big and I think genuine when he responded with, "You look terrified right now, Hans," and quickly followed up with, "I should have left it at anyone. No, I don't think we're seeing each other... although I did see a little more of you than this on SC the other night." at which point he lightly traced my collarbone with the tip of his pinky. Who IS this guy?! For some reason I said that I had been seeing The Teacher but that we'd ended things (and usually I only kiss and tell to my girlfriends) and that I'd had two good dates with a nice boy but then hadn't heard back. Rather than make a joke about what I was doing wrong or say something stupid about how I'm a great girl, he held his beer up and said, "Dating is fucking weird."
And then he told me about his most recent experience. Went out with a friend of a friend (bad, bad, bad idea!) a bunch of times and just felt nothing. No physical connection, really different sense of humor, and she was definitely looking for a boyfriend. And he, like me, is more in the place of, "Single is fun but if something presented itself I wouldn't be opposed."
Kind of an interesting conversation for over beer but felt more like talking to a friend than a potential beau.
As we were finishing the second beer he asked how I was getting back to the city and asked if I wanted to go for a walk first. So we walked and then things got kind of awesome and also really weird, but in an uncomfortable awkward and good way. But still weird. We walked through a park that was fairly empty other than a few guys playing some basketball under the lights. InkaDinkaDude pointed to a bench and asked, nonchalantly, if I wanted to make out.
I smiled and sort of laughed at which point he sat and pulled me onto his lap, sideways (I wasn't going to straddle the dude in a park) and went in for the kill. Right before his lips touched mine, though, he stopped and took out his phone. If I'd been a dude I would have lost my boner at that moment. You're going to pull out your phone? He opened Spotify and started a playlist. "Set the mood?" he asked before actually kissing me. Apparently this was like his cool older brother's, or possibly uncle's, make out playlist in college considering that the song above was the opening and then went into Mazzy Star's Fade Into You. Wha-wha-what?! Weird. But kind of fun. We kissed. A LOT. And he is a phenomenal kisser. Also, his man bun, which I find incredibly hot (judge all you want) was ripe for the undoing and his curls? So soft. Eventually, though, things started moving to a place that required something other than a park bench. I gently stopped, his face in my hands, and said that as much as I didn't want to interrupt things, I was getting chilly and it was getting late. He agreed, offered to walk me to the train and asked if I was free for dinner Friday... so for date #3 I'm going to his place and he's cooking dinner. Yeah. Not where I saw this going. We kissed for a while at the entrance to the subway, have exchanged a few texts but for the most part he's been pretty chaste. I do plan on sending something pseudo-naughty in a few days. I'm sure some think that's trashy but I like knowing someone is thinking of me and have no problem letting him know I'm thinking of him.
Dating Free Weekend
Friday after work, while I was walking home, my girlfriend texted and asked if I wanted to go up to her parents' place in the Catskills with a few other people. Turns out a few of them had decided they wanted a weekend off from their boyfriends. Very last minute but also a great time. Lots of wine, hot tub time, some shopping...
We didn't have service at the cabin which was actually kind of fun. We broke out Jenga, Monopoly, Scattergories and her parents record collection... pulled all the mattresses into one room for late night chats... did the things we won't be able to do once people start settling down.
I have an update on Wall Street but I have to finish thinking it through before I publish that post... probably in the next few days. Nothing major.
If you were going to send something a bit suggestive, but PG-13, to let a guy know you were down for more than kissing, what would you send? Or wouldn't you?