R and I kept texting back and forth all night. At 12:20 he mentioned that he was wide awake and bored...I said hey, "40 Yr Old Virgin" is coming on cable in 10 minutes we could each watch it and make smartass comments. (meaning via text)
Well 10 min later I get a delayed message (my phone has been holding on to messages this evening for some reason): Ok give me a few minutes and I will head in.
What?! Guess I wasn't very clear...so by the time I get it, he is pulling up. I was kind of nervous bc we had been sending flirty msgs and I didn't want him to have the wrong idea...
So he comes in and sits next to me on the couch, we actually talked through the movie but watched it too, and after an hour he says "Well I am sorting cattle at 7:30 (it was already 1:40) so I should probably go..." and he gets up and gets his shoes, tells me I have a really nice house, and leaves!
OK not to sound like a total self-contradicting girl, but that was strange! I didn't expect too much cause he is a good guy and knows I am not a fling-type girl. But I figured he would attempt a good night kiss...hmm...
