#countygirldatingchronicles

Super cute. His eyes give me Jackson Avery (grey’s anatomy) vibes in person. He’s average build, short-almost shaved brown hair, blue eyes. He was wearing dark parts and a quarter zip grey knit sweater with dress shoes. Sooo cute. Very soft personality as well. Passionate but kind and somewhat quiet. He didn’t leave any lulls in conversation but you can definitely tell he’s the guy who would be okay with silence.

He’s 27. He’s a chef. Like a fancy chef. At a private restaurant. With the cutest softest beard. And the most beautiful blue eyes. And he’s so so kind, with a little potty mouth.

D sat down across from me and as he began to talk, I actually thought to myself : “his eyes. Holy crap. This is gonna be a problem.” That’s how blue they are, and how deep they look in person. Anyway. He was very sweet. We met at wineology, had a drink there and then headed over to F and B. He introduced me to everyone there. He had the bartender make me my own drink and then he ordered for us (after getting my approval, since I’m picky.) we had lots to say. I found out he used to live in Vancouver. He loves to cook. And when he’s not cooking. He’s thinking about cooking. Before we even got dessert he said he wanted to do this again. And then brought it up again to find out what day we could meet up for our second date.

After dinner he ordered dessert. And when the dessert came, he looked at the ice cream, and he looked back at the waiter and said “we’re gonna need more of that” he’s a big fan. But I love that he was honest and it felt very true to his character for him to do that.

The waiter came over to bring us a shot, which ended up not agreeing with me. So I went to the bathroom but D was very concerned I was not okay. When I came back out I explained I wasn’t sick, and that this happens sometimes with my nerves. He said he was glad I was okay, and he kissed me in the street outside of the restaurant.

We went for a little drive and he showed me where he works. Then we went for a walk down by the river. He opened the car door for me each time we got in. He held my hand as we walked and kissed me periodically.

He texted me before I could get home to say thank you for the date and that “Sunday (the day of our next date) can not come fast enough.” ☺️

🤞🏼 here’s hoping I can make it past a second date with this one!!

So B and I had what I thought was a perfect second date. We went to a park for a picnic, we laid in the grass for hours and chatted and kissed and touched and cuddled. He said a lot of things to me. Even told me that I wasn’t like other girls and that he was looking for a relationship with me but that he didn’t want to rush into anything. A whole lot more happened but in short it was very comfortable and affectionate. Then Monday he messaged me this (on the left). Obviously, there was my response. Respectfully I didn’t have a lot to say but I also wasn’t going to not respond to him. Today he messaged me again (on the right). Listen B - the problem is that at this point, it’s no longer about you. You’ve said your peace. I responded respectfully. Now you’ve messaged me again, and made it so that I now have to comfort you and make you feel better for not liking me? I get that you’re young. But this is something you need to realize. At this point it’s no longer about you. You need to leave it alone.

But my question now is, why say all of the things you said to me. You met my family and when I told you you’d have to you said “well I assume I would have met them eventually” okay? I took you somewhere I love and you said “I’m guessing I’ll be coming here more often now.” Why? Why say those things and then pull a 180. I talked to my sister tonight about it. And I remembered lying in the park with you and vaguely brushing over the topic of exes (not even trying to!!) and you shut down. “Well some shit happened but that was so far in my past it doesn’t even matter”. Are you shutting me out because you’re afraid. Because you don’t need to do that!! I can wait. I can help. I like you. I liked. You.

So much shit going on.

The chronicles continue.

The most adorable thing happened last night. (Or at least I think it’s adorable).

He and I were texting, and he asked what movie I was watching, so I told him

K: Never Back Down

B: you’re joking?

K: nope.. about what part? Why?

B: that’s my favourite movie of all time. I’ve seen it over 50 times. You probably think I’m insane.

K: not at all. There are a number of movies I’ve seen that many times, and some shows that have way too many season, and I’ve seen all the episodes way too many times.

B: I’ve seen One Tree Hill 6 times

K: excuse me

B: you’re excused

K: that’s literally the show I was thinking of when I typed that message. Why do we have the same taste in movies and tv shows.

It just feels like we click. And I’m afraid of what will happen if we don’t continue. I’ll be so sad. Again.

Is there a trick to this? To not catch feelings. Or at least as quick as I do.

K: It's okay, I live in _____. I'll meet you there.

K:I live in ____, I can just meet you there..