So, when I last wrote about the Tree, we’d talked on Saturday about the fact that he wouldn’t dare pursue others after kissing me and that he wasn’t much of a phone talker and that it’s much better to see each other face-to-face.
I agreed and we made a plan to get together Sunday evening, which was GREAT and I was very much looking forward to finally seeing him again after he’d called in sick to our last date.
He invited me to meet him at a taco joint close to where he lives. A taco joint? I thought it was an odd choice, but whatever…I was happy that he was interested in getting to know me better and I was looking forward to getting to know him a little bit better.
Drove out to his neighborhood (it’s a 20 minute drive), and met him at the taco place. It was a lovely evening and the place had a patio, which I thought was awesome. We ordered our tacos, and I took his lead since I’d never been there before. He didn’t order any alcohol, so I followed suit and just got a Topo Chico. And then he directed me to sit inside (he quickly peeped outside on the patio and I guess decided that there were no tables available) by a TV that was playing football. Ugh…or maybe not?
Now. One might ask, who cares? But it’s the little things, I guess. I really wanted to sit outside on this beautiful evening and I really wanted a glass of wine, but I decided to follow his lead because I also wanted him to lead the conversation. And I was hoping he wouldn’t watch the effing football game.
Once we sat down, it turned into a nice conversation (and he paid ZERO attention to the game - bonus). First, he told me about how he was going to take his kid, Tree Jr. to the state fair over the weekend because it was the last weekend for this year. I told him that I wanted to go this year so badly, but I hadn’t made plans to do so, and then he asked me if I wanted to go the next evening. Uh, hell YES!! So we made a quick plan and I was soooooooooooo happy about that.
Then I found out about his ex and their situation (they are friends and don’t have a set schedule with the kid…and he only sees Tree Jr. about 10% of the time??); we talked politics - he’s SUPER knowledgeable and probably could have talked my head off, but again, he spoke at such a high level I think he could tell that I was just about to get lost; we talked a little religion, or really just glossed over the topic; he asked me about EXMS (anybody remember him from my OD days? Yeah, the one who threw me for a HUGE loop?); I told him about my dating history since Sexy Pants, which kind of consists of the Bulldog and that’s about it…and I told him that the problem with the Bulldog was that he didn’t want to be my boyfriend .
That’s when he said, “I want to be your boyfriend.”
And he took my hand and held it and kissed me and was all lovey dovey.
And about 30 seconds after that he said he had to cut the evening short because he had to get up early. I told him that I needed to get up early as well, so he walked me to my car and we had a small, short, kissy face session and he put me in my car and bid me adieu until the next evening…
It was such an abrupt ending I was taken a little off guard, but I guess no matter.
When I got home, I sent him a text, thanked him for dinner and told him that I was so excited about the next evening I could barely stand it. He sent me a one word text back…
“yay”
And that was all.
Weird? Am I reading too much into this?
Cut to Monday evening. He picked me up right on time and we made our way to the fairgrounds quickly, found easy parking because it was the end of the day, and waltzed right into the park!
The really fun thing about going out with an exceptionally tall guy is that it’s like going out with a celebrity. EVERYONE was looking! MANY people stopped him and ask him how tall he is. I mean, he did play college basketball and then professional basketball in Europe for a while, and you can tell - he’s a baller! People stopped just short of asking if they could have a photo with him. It was quite unreal.
He held my hand and we did all of the fun typical fair stuff…ate bad food, drank beer, rode the sky tram and made out, rode the ferris wheel, he played the basketball game that everyone says is rigged (including him) and made what looked like an easy, effortless basket on the first try (showoff…and he gave his prize to a kid, sweet).
We walked and walked all over the fairgrounds. A lot of it was closed because we were there late (the livestock and all of the blue ribbon homemade goodies, etc.), but no matter because we were looking for places where we could make out anyway! :)
Finally, we came across the pond with the paddleboats that look like swans. PERFECT for making out, we thought! So gave our tickets and waited in a short line for our very own swan boat! We were both kind of goofy excited about it.
But about halfway through the line, the Tree realized that he’s not going to fit in the paddle boat! He’s just WAY TOO TALL. Like, his knees would be up to his neck. When we got close to the front of the line, we saw that there was another boat that looked like an ugly duck that was bigger than the swans. The people running the “ride” told us that the duck was clearly the only boat they had that was going to fit the Tree…and even then, they couldn’t guarantee that he’d fit!
So the ugly duck boat became available, and he tried to get in and put his feet on the pedals and nearly got stuck! But instead of turning us away and telling us that it wasn’t going to work, the staff just told him to prop his feet up on the top of the boat and let me get in and do ALL of the paddling! And that’s exactly what we did. I paddled and he did the steering and it was dorky and hilarious and embarrassing all at the same time. The dock workers thought it was so funny that they took a picture of us.
It really was fun, and from the water the lights of the fair looked so beautiful. I took a bunch of photos from my angle, and the Tree decided that he had a better view, so he took my phone and took photos.
I noticed this throughout the evening. I’m one to take a LOT of pictures when I go out. I love to post on Instagram and Facebook, so I always have my phone with me at the ready. I’ve been told I have a pretty good eye, and I really just love kind of documenting my life this way. But several times in the course of the date, he’d take my phone right out of my hands so he could show me what a great shot he could take. It was off-putting. Again, not a big deal. I just found it curious and have been starting to think that he may have some control quirks.
Finally, it was after 10 pm and the fair was already closed. We got booted and walked back to his truck and he drove me back to my place and kissed me and got out to walk me to my door.
But when we got to my door he asked to come inside so he can give me a proper kiss…in the stairwell, of course!
I let him in and we walked into the stairwell where he proceeded to grope me for a few minutes. I was tired, but still happy to kiss him, but his kissing seemed pretty urgent and he was VERY handsy and I had to physically put a stop to it by pulling away gently yet with purpose.
And that’s the last time I’ve seen him. That was Monday. It’s now Thursday. I know he doesn’t talk on the phone, but his texting is extremely sporadic and it’s weird…mostly consisting of good morning pleasantries and that’s about it.
Except for kinda later on Tuesday night, when after not hearing from him for nearly 24 hours I got a text that simply said, “I need you!”
…and nothing that followed. And I sat in my bed and looked at that text for a while and wondered…is that text even for me? It was just so odd and pretty out of character for someone who isn’t even my boyfriend yet, right? Like, maybe it was a mis-text?
So then I thought, maybe he means, “I need to talk to you!” or something like that, so after about 5 or so minutes, I simply wrote back, “Yes?”
And I didn’t hear back from him so I must have fallen asleep.
In the middle of the night I woke up and picked up my phone and read another text in answer to my question that said simply, “Yes!”
I left that message just hanging there, not replying, just wondering what that means. I got no “good morning messages” yesterday, no “how are you” in the middle of the day. Nothing from him all day yesterday.
Why in the world would a guy who barely knows me send an “I need you!” text?
I’m going to stop questioning, though and just let it lie.
The only other thing is that it’s Thursday and he hasn’t made ANY plans to see me in the future. Nothing.
If the guy truly wanted to be my boyfriend, wouldn’t he be making a plan to see me? Especially considering he doesn’t want to talk on the phone and sends irregular and very odd texts that never mention seeing each other again?
I don’t get it.
xo,
GS
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