I was meeting this guy off of Tinder for dinner (remember, I now have established rules). He seemed pretty cute from his pictures and had a good head on his shoulders. Not to mention some muscle. We met at this sports bar in Wash Park on a Thursday night. Cute place, I had never been there before. He was very cute. Kind of short for my liking… but attractive none the less. The one thing I really liked about him was that we talked for an hour before we even ordered dinner. We did the whole 20 questions thing and got pretty deep into some conversations about life. We were able to bond about the small Wyoming town where he is from because I had actually been there. We people watched. Turns out, he even knew the bartender by chance. it was one of his buddies from his Softball League. So, we got free shots too.  It was a great first date.

After dinner he walked me to my car and kissed me goodbye. I’m not going to lie—sparks were flying! He even said he didn’t want to walk away because he wanted to keep kissing me. Once I got in my car I checked my phone. Another guy (who has the same name as Ned Stark’s bastard son, no joke) texted me wanting to meet up. So, I went to meet him after my date (THIS WILL BE THE NEXT STORY). And yes, I did meet two guys in one night.

The next day I heard from the collegiate wrestler again. He was telling me that he couldn’t stop thinking about me and that he wanted to know if I would go out to dinner with him AGAIN tonight. I had another date with a different guy setup… so I told him I wasn’t sure but would get back to him. Long story short, other dude bailed and I saw the wrestler for the second night in a row.

I met him at his place and we drove to The Rio together. Again we sat and talked with our drinks for about an hour before we even looked at the menu. For whatever reason we just clicked. I really enjoyed talking to him. He even liked to hold my hand while we were at the table.

After dinner we went back to his place to meet up with his roommates. They were going downtown with some friends and he wanted me to go along. Why not? Downtown was fun. I was able to hang out with him and get to know his friends. The girls even left the guys for a while to go dance. I joined the girls to show him I was comfortable enough to stand on my own and didn’t need to follow him around in order to have fun with him and his friends. However, it was always nice coming back to him.

This is where it gets interesting… On the way home (we took the light rail) he told me that his mother would really like me. WHAT? Ok… where is this going? I let it slide since he had been drinking and then he just continued right along about how I am the type of girl he wants to be with. Well that was nice to hear.

A couple days later we got together again. This time he came over to my house after work and I made him dinner. Things seemed to be going great! We really enjoyed each other and not to mention I really liked kissing him.

Then – CURVEBALL. He started not texting me in the mornings (first sign) and then he started making excuses when it came to getting together (typical boy move). When a man changes his normal everyday communication with you, something is ALWAYS up. I let it slide for a couple days and then I called him out on it. I have to admit that I was impressed that he was honest with me. He said he wasn’t really looking for anything right now and that he was feeling overwhelmed at work. That’s totally fine, but I didn’t mention ANYTHING about a relationship. I was just enjoying my time with him. And that was the end of that. 2 dates and one homemade dinner later he decided he didn’t want to see me again. That’s alright. His loss.

NEXT!