DATE THREE OUTCOME

SO WHAT HAPPENED AFTER THE MAGIC?

Recap: The Bachelor forgot his wallet, I’m a gentleman, he’s good looking, we made out at the end. All caught up? Fabulous! Let’s continue, shall we?

He texts once he gets home to say that he had a really good time and can’t wait for the next date. Fantastic! He’s either clearly interested or he just feels really really bad about forgetting his wallet and feels the need to pay me back before giving me the boot. Either way, I’m in!

He texts again the following morning, and asks what I’m going to tell my friends. What does he care what I tell my friends? Does he think he’s going to meet them at some point?

My lips are sealed! I’m not telling anybody....except the world, via my blog.

Actually, come to think of it, he did keep bringing up two of his friends throughout the date, and he said that I would get to know them real well. So, clearly he thinks he will also meet my friends then. I think. Well, regardless, I tell him up front that I’ve already told a few of my friends what has happened and they are laughing, probably mostly at me, because this crap could only happen to me, but probably a little at him too because he’s a fool. He laughs (probably just types “lol” but is sitting there with a stern look on his face reading my text about my friends laughing at him) and says again that he can’t wait to make it up to me.

Then later in the day and asks if I’d be interested in coming out his way to hang out again. Whoa there now, moving kind of fast aren’t we Skippy? 

Besides, I’ve got another date planned for today that I can’t tell you about. This is a great transition into my next post.