Date 3

 Monday 7th March 

Somewhere between Friday 4th March (my evening seeing The Wanted in concert) to over the weekend, I managed to match and schedule a date with a hotty - simply the only way I can possibly describe him.

After liking his 'prompt' about the first round being on him if I win and having not played mini golf in forever (aside from my previous date) I was eager to meet him and hopefully win a game. After weekend plans being hectic (The Wanted, a date and a rush to take my dogs for a bath and blow dry with a stinking hangover) the thought of the date went to the back of my mind and Monday came around in a flash. 

I had conveniently scheduled this date in to follow from my shift at the Covid Hot-Site that I occasionally work from, packing my outfit and clothes into my 'Good Vibes' tote back, how apt! As 4pm came around, I started to put on some makeup, brush through my Dyson Airwrap curls and get ready for my date. We had agreed to meet for 6:30 in Newcastle City Centre, planning to park my car and leave it overnight to allow for a little alcohol consumption.

Thankfully, as luck would have it I managed to bag an early finish from work, so quickly headed to park in the city. As I arrived, my date had messaged to tell me his Metro was running late. Thinking on my feet, and not wanting to spend half of my evening waiting in a car park, I offered to pick him up. This is where things get interesting.

My date had messaged me this address, with instructions on to meet him on the round about if I'd prefer. Now, I am the type of girl who would put two and two together and make 23, so I did not quite realise until very last minute that his apartment was in fact part of the same group of buildings as my office. How convenient!

He met me at my car and we drove into the city, me a little flustered that my car resembled the contents of a rubbish bin. We chatted as I drove, the nerves wore off and I relaxed in his company. We agreed to head straight to mini golf, drinking as we played and pausing for chats in-between holes. 

After our game, which I lost, we headed to The Alchemist, with the loser paying for the drinks I headed to the bar. It’s worth noting I had also paid for the round of mini golf and now this round of drinks. I didn’t mind, however it seemed that I had pulled the shortest straw.

The chat continued some more, however I did think we’d finished the date. That was until he asked me “have you organised your lift?” I told him that I hadn’t but could if he wished to end the date. He then told me that wasn’t the case, and invited me back to his apartment for a drink. 

In the short taxi ride back to his apartment I had felt we were finally chatting openly, from telling me about the passing of his grandmother being the most notable opening up of moments. 

At this point, the two drinks combined with the the fact I had skipped dinner meant that I was accidentally a bit tipsy. We headed up to this apartment, he poured me a canned Pornstar Martini into a gin glass (10 points for effort) and we settled onto his tiny sofa, even letting me put my feet on his legs after a semi hard day at the office (+5 points).

One thing lead to another and without realising we were growing closer and closer to each other on his very tiny sofa, and his lips may have accidentally touched mine .. 

Kissing on the first date is never unusual for me, it’s often nice to explore any possible chemistry that may lie behind it. It was interesting to learn how quickly he came alive once his hands touched me (all above clothes, FYI) and he barely stopped to breathe as our kisses intensified.

I knew I wasn’t going to stay the night (not a fan of ONS and tend to stay away from them), so as luck would have it my lift (twin sis) text to say she was nearby. As we regrouped and I tidied our glasses away, I questioned him on whether he’d like to see me again. Arguably, a little intense, but after the kissing and the exploring I assumed he did. He said yes, but explained he has two working away commitments so said to see me the following Monday… 

And the agonising 7 day wait of a scheduled date almost killed me.

To be continued.