Finally, after countless conversations and shared photographs, and far too many scenarios of how the meeting would go, it happened. Last night, Out of Sight was fully in site as he touched down for some last minute job details. I don’t think you can imagine the level of nervous anticipation I was feeling; wondering if I would find him as attractive in person as I did from the pictures. How would he respond to me in person, and am I going to be appealing to his eyes. More so, chemistry. Would there be any awkwardness between the two of us, or what if his mannerisms turned me off?
Fortunately, each and everyone of these worries were quickly laid to rest and now here we are 24 hours later, things are good.
I’ve been down this road of bliss where physical attraction, a genuine connection and everything else falls into place with a man I meet. I can’t say for sure until Out of Sight moves here permanently in just a few weeks, but this seems like something good.
I certainly hope I’m right.
Until there’s a cure for the dating hangovers…