Okay, he's a lover and this is weird that he would set me up with another man.
On the one hand, it's kind of ego crushing when a man "gives you away", but he's not
really giving me away, our relationship is casual although we're really good friends and
care a lot about each other. He is, who he is and doesn't want anything too serious and sees
other women. He's always been honest with me about things.
In the past, other than casual dating, I haven't been in a position to think seriously about anyone
so this "relationship" of ours really works for us both. However, I've been separated for a year and
a half and think it's safe to say there will be no reconciliation with the spouse. My friend thinks I
should date more and said he had a friend who would be perfect for me. I said, fine, give him my number.
We spoke on the phone for a while and realized quickly that we had a lot in common. We decided to meet for a drink. We went to one of my favourite pubs and drank Guinness and had a meal. Then he took me home and gave me a nice kiss. He did something that drives me wild, he cupped my chin in his hand, kissed me and then left.
We exchanged daily emails....the numbers of which are in the hundreds at this point. We decided to have dinner. We had a lovely time and again, he took me home, gave me a small kiss and left.
"I want to go slow" is what he said. I sort of thought he might not be interested but was being nice because my friend told him to "be nice to her. Treat her well, she's very dear to me"...
I know, I know, it is really weird.
Then, out of the blue, the man invites me to go to Ottawa with him on business. We took the train.
Business class no less. We had plenty of time to talk that's for sure. Then we arrived at the hotel we were starving so we went to the restaurant and had some drinks and a nice meal. We stood at the bar and talked to a bunch of people he knows because he's there a lot. Then we went to the room.
We weren't going to do anything intimate. We really weren't. But then we did. All night. His meeting was for 10:00am and he left the hotel at noon....just a little late. I hung out and strolled the city and Parliament Hill.
Then we met back at the hotel for a cab to the train and the long ride back.
This weekend he took me to breakfast at a pub near my house. He dropped me off, did that cupping of my chin again, and left me.
He phoned on the ride home to say that he "wants to take things slow"...I guess that's a good thing, but oh boy it's also frustrating. I'm glad he called because he wanted to reassure me that he's interested.
He's also the sort of man who walks on the curbside, opens doors and even gets out of his car when he picks me up and opens the door for me! A perfect gentleman. A great lover.
We'll have to wait and see how this whole thing goes, but given my record, we've been on 3 dates and he's still calling me so it's a step up I say.
What do I do now? Send my friend a thank you card?
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