For ages I complained that while I really liked the guy I was seeing, I wasn't sure if I was attracted to him. Stress of what to do about that led to migraines and lack of sleep. And then date 3 turned from a walk around the lake to that, drinks and a late supper. I took another look and I realized I wanted to spend time with him and I was excited to hear from him. Then I thought to myself, "Um, hey Bron, that counts as attraction". Oh, yeah. And then date 4 turned quickly into date 5 and tomorrow makes date 6.
You know what did it? Girls, you will totally understand this. First, he took my jacket for me and hung it up. And then he opened all the doors for me. Then, and this is the best part, he put his hand on my lower back when we were leaving the restaurant. I knew I was done for. The lower back always gets me. Just a gentle pressure on the lower back as you go into a room. Not a pushing, not a herding, but just a comfortable presence. It makes me all swooney.
So, I think I have a boyfriend. And if that is true, then I need to delete a lot of posts.
Good work.
ReplyDeleteAnd seriously . . . you need to get all ministry of truth up in here.
I love the light touch on the small of the back. It totally makes me tingle! sooooo good.
ReplyDeleteCongrats, May-B!
ReplyDeleteI'll have to remember that lower back trick...
Yay, Bronwyn! I'm so excited!
ReplyDeleteWoot!
ReplyDeleteSo...not going to move in on the chiropractor, then?
ReplyDeleteOddly enough, the hand on the small of the back is the one thing that tempts me to violence. I've even contemplated telling a new acquaintance that the one thing he must NEVER do is to the hand on the small of the back guiding thing. Because I hate it. No, really, I HATE it. I've had arguments about it. Apparently even in this I don't fit the norm.
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