Dilemma of the Undead

Well, I figure I owe you all an update. The truth is, I’ve been avoiding this because I don’t know what to say. My redheaded zombie guy was a great date. We went out to a nice place in the city where he made sure I had a place to park. It was BYOB so he brought a nice bottle of wine to go with the meal. He totally picked up the check.

After we left there, we went to his part of town (where he again had a lot for me to park in) and sat in his local bar for a while. Despite all the crazy noise and other distractions, he held my hand and talked to me while we nursed our beers. We went out into the street for a walk, and he kissed me. Not only did he buy dinner, the wine, and then the beer… but he was a rather fabulous kisser. You know how kissing is not all about the mouth mechanics, right? (Hint… it’s totally not.) He knew too. His hands were cupping my face, his fingers running through my hair…. yeah. It was hot. All of this on the side streets in the city. I hardly knew what to do.

Here’s the thing. He’s a hipster kind of dude. You know the type. A software developer for a startup in town. Living in an old townhouse with two other guys. A mattress on the floor kind of dude. He doesn’t do well with rules and wears Buddy Holly glasses. He has a soul patch. He’s an atheist and a vegetarian. I am a yuppie sort of girl. I have an upscale brand new apartment. Everything in my place is decorated just so. I have cleaning people. I have a job with a huge entity in IT. I drive everywhere. I was raised in the suburbs. I eat meat and believe in god.

He always has me feeling slightly off balance. Just ever so slightly confused. Not completely sure if he’s really into me. Then he’ll say something sweet, or hold me, or tangle his hands in my hair again and I forget about it. I’ve been out of town this week and he’s called me every night. And we’ve only really been on two dates.

Normally I’d shrug it off and keep on going. But, you see, there’s the (not so) tiny matter of Mr.Big. Right. Oh shit. That right there is another post entirely.

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