Since their first date went so well, they decided to have another and then another until soon they were seeing each other almost every weekend. From the typical dinner date on a Friday to a Sunday brunch followed by a trip to a museum or the zoo, they found they really enjoyed each other’s’ company. Their conversations flowed and as they got to know one another they realized how much they had in common. Then one day, she found out the loft in her building where she resided was no longer going to be a rental property. She was upset, but he was elated as he saw this as a sign. This was the perfect opportunity to take their relationship to the next level. He asked her to move in with him. He was crazy about her, and he couldn’t wait to wake up to her every morning.
It was official, he was crazy. She could barely breathe. It wasn’t that she didn’t like him. He was nice guy, but he was almost too nice. He was a “me too” dude. Anything she mentioned that she had an interest in, his response would be “me too.” She felt, more often than not, he was embellishing. Then it seemed like he had itineraries planned for her weekend. The only time she seemed to be alone was when she was sleeping. When her building decided to go co-op, he asked her to move in with him. Luckily, she didn’t have to create an excuse as to why she couldn’t. Her job decided to relocate to another state. Letting her off the hook just in the nick of time.
© michele mitchell, 2014
“I’m Still Waiting by Jodeci”
photo credit: eharony.com.au