Writing a Love Story in my Head

I really do get caught up in fairytales. So I will try hard to keep a level head this time because Nick is charming. And charm goes far with me and has been known to get me into trouble.

I listened to all of my commenters yesterday and waited for Nick to contact me first last night. Made sure to not text back right away when he text me, made sure to tend to the other things I was doing so not to be all super excited giddy girl texting away. He asked how my day was, how work was, how my kids were (this always scores big points with me) and was genuinely excited about things I was excited about. It was clear to me that this guy likes me based on things he was saying, especially since he said, "I like you." (It's not rocket science sometimes.) Naturally I am thrilled, but with that comes my head telling my heart to proceed with caution.

He calls me once my kids are in bed and the conversation was easy. So much so that before I know it, we were on the phone for 5 hours (I even had to pretend to tend to the kids so that I could put the phone down and go use the bathroom. Note to self: don't drink so much water when on a marathon phone call.)

In our conversation we reflect on the day he came here with Jeff when he tells me that as soon as he saw me he wanted to find excuses to come up from my garage just to talk to me. I secretly smiled without even telling him that when I saw him the heavens sang. He doesn't need to know that, right? Although he was pretty straightforward about what he thinks of me (beautiful) and throughout the conversation issues many compliments, which seem completely sincere and not at all like he is trying to win me over. (I could be totally wrong of course.)

He confirmed that he hadn't dated anyone in a very long time because his divorce was traumatizing and he wasn't ready to start over again with first dates and caring about someone. But, yet again, he didn't seem to have a problem saying he was excited to go out with me, that it was his honor (his honor!) On top of that throwing "we should do that" "we should go there" "I'll do that for you" in the mix. Sweet and all, but it also makes me leary because I know I could get entirely caught up in daydreams of traveling with him and experiencing life...only to have him turn out to be one of those guys who rushes in as quickly as he rushes out.

And yet, as we have decided our first date will be on Valentine's Day seemingly making this even more magical, I fell asleep planning many more days with this man.

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