Chapter 2 - the first date

I know that we have been alone before, and I know that we have spent time just the two of us staring into each other's eyes, but nothing quite seals the deal like that first date.

I kind of asked him if he would like to meet for a drink and then he said no..... let's have a date night. My heart skipped a beat and I said yes. (Obviously in a very cool and calm way because we can't let him KNOW our heart responds this way....)

Three sleeps took ridiculously long. Like who knew that time actually physically DOES stand still? Eventually the night comes along. He is fetching me..... this means I cannot drive myself. I cannot be independent. Already the anxiety sets in. He was late - by a whopping ten minutes. The audacity. I climb into the car and there is this face....... this face that I see in my dreams and every time I close my eyes. The beautiful eyes, the amazing smile. And everything else fades away. 

We went for dinner. It was lovely. The conversation just flowed, and didn't ever stop for one second except when our mouths were full or we were grinning at each other from across the table. And then the bill was paid (like there is something wrong with my money? I am a strong independent woman! But oh so glorious to feel spoiled and invested in - don't tell him that.)

Then time for a few drinks and a little dancing and socialising. Where we held hands! (but people can see?) And even did a little kissing (again, there are lights on!) People seemed happy for us. Both of us. And could not stop raving about this beautiful heart beating in the body next to mine, and how much he deserved to be loved and appreciated (Must be his lucky day as there is NOBODY better at loving somebody than me.Just saying. Best lover in the world badge for me)

At a respectable time, after having the car door opened for me all evening, and some heart-stopping kisses, I arrived home. The being driven around part (the horror) was actually bearable. In fact not just bearable but wonderful. How surprising. Having the door opened for me (like there is something wrong with my hands) - a treat. Being claimed as his own by a beautiful creature (or just a big bad biker boy - BBBB), as awful as that may sound, made my heart burst. 

Having being so scared of love for so long, and so convinced that my life was complete, and my story whole, what a surprise to discover that actually, it is amazing. It is fabulous it is intoxicating. 

Thank you Hayley for allowing yourself to lower the drawbridge and allow somebody in. Thank you my BBBB for just being you. Perfect in your entirety.

Thank you love and the universe for perfect timing.

Be kind to one another.