Ninjas

We met online after he sent me this beautifully written message about how he would love to make my acquaintance. Emails were exchanged. Then numbers and then I found myself at Therapy Wine Bar in Brooklyn last night after a full day of knowing this person...waiting for him. My mind was a mixture of things: is he crazy, will he show, would he be as awesome in person as he was online????

He walked in and was a vision of everything I want in a man. 6ft3, football player build, long black locs down his back and handsome as ever. He spoke in a British accent that threw me off slightly but because he spoke slowly, it didn't really matter so much. We could understand each other well.

Plus..he was chivalrous. As I went to open my own door, he said:
"I don't know what these Brooklyn lads are up to but you will never reach to open your own door in my presence."

That was super sexy!

Drinks turned to dinner and we were flirting with each other pretty heavily. I like to flirt and smile and blush and he seemed to like making me flirt, smile and blush. Halfway through dinner, he said, "Do you have to work tomorrow?" I replied in the negative. "Then I can keep you up half the night then."  "I don't think so."

The conversation grew. He broke out in Japanese and told me a story of how he met a girl in the airport who only spoke Japanese but could write in English and he promised her that he would learn the language in a month...which he did. He also casually mentioned that he has a PhD in BioChemistry and is doing his residency at  a Brooklyn hospital.

Yea, he was amazeballs.

"I want to come home with you tonight."

"I don't think that's a good idea."

He let the issue drop as we left the bar.

"Do you know of a 24-hr pharmacy?"

I navigated us to one that was about 20 minutes in the opposite direction of my house.

"So, when I take you home, will I be invited up?"

"No, you will not."

"Am I not your type?"

"Actually, you are to the T."

"So, what's the problem?"
"I don't know you."
He went in on this long speech about how life is short and if you know someone fits all the requirements you have...then why bother making them wait to engulf them in your life. Your home is the most personal place  you can invite someone and that's how you let them know that you are serious about making something work with them.

"That is your opinion." I changed the subject. "How many brothers and sisters do you have?"

"8."

"And you are..."

"The second youngest."

"Ahh....you're spoiled then."
"You could say that. I'm used to getting what I want. If I don't then I know that situation is not for me."

"That's most unfortunate. You miss out on so many good things if you wait them out."

"Well, my philosophy hasn't steered me wrong yet."

We drove on in silence until we got to my house. Attempts at conversation were awkward.

"Penny for your thoughts, pretty lady."

"I feel like if I don't let you up to my apartment, there will be no date number 2...which is a pity because I actually like you."

He chuckled. "You're crazy."

We pulled up to my house.

"I hope I haven't offended you. My cousin invited some girls to my house. He says one is for me. I don't really want to go home."
"I'm sorry. I can't let you in."

I kissed him on the cheek and walked myself to my door. I didn't turn back to see if he was there when I went inside.

Woke up this morning to find that my test results had come in online. "All results normal. No signs of infection." I thought about dude from last night. I want to keep it that way.