|The night I started thinking Boyfriend was cute. He emceed my station's concert|
If you missed the first part of the story, it can be found here.
After the driving range, B and I went to get food - at Doofer's of course.
We got a pitcher of Bud Light and ordered food. Over dinner, we had (what I considered) really different first date conversation. He asked me the story of one of my scars (yes really) then he asked about my family and told me about his. The conversation flowed easily and I liked that he steered it. He seemed open and honest. There have been too many times where I feel like I'm pulling teeth talking to a guy and I liked that this was different.
Finally, when I was just about to head to the bathroom, he asked if I was ready to go. Since my car was only a short drive away, I skipped the bathroom and hopped in his car. When we were almost to my car, he asked me about the facial peel I had recently gotten done at my other job and asked a bunch of questions about what I did there.
I talked for quite awhile with us parked in the driving range parking lot, blocking my car in. Finally, as my bladder was starting to hurt, I thought, I could talk forever, and this poor kid has to get up at 4am, I need to go.
In a totally awkward way, I said, "But I'll let you go, thanks for everything," and hopped out of the car. No hug, no awkward kiss on the cheek, nothing.
So that's it. Out first date ended with me leaving him hanging.
But our story didn't end there. Obviously we got together....eventually, read part 3.