Never have I ever…

I have lived over 4 decades, in more than 15 towns across 3 continents, but it’s been a relatively tame life, with the wildest thing I can think of ever having done being riding topless, shotgun with a friend on a highway for a dare, back when bras were optional at best! So, it would be safe to say that my never have I ever list is fairly long and quite unimpressive! But then I met him, and, well! I don’t know what happened!

As autumn dragged in the beginning of another cold and lonely winter, there was a lot going on in life. I was moving into my new home, adapting to the hybrid ways of working, and going on multiple first dates, hopeful to meet a kindred spirit! I was just leveraging math and some of that autumn sunshine to meet someone I’d click with, want to see a second time, when I got a message on Hinge. There was a very cheesy one line about my dark eyes and how I am totally his type, and how beautiful the painting was that I was working on in the photo.  We said hello and decided to meet up for a drink!

I think it was a Sunday evening, I wore my first date dress, the white summer dress, unassuming and friendly, and as I walked to the bar we were meeting at, there he sat, outside the bar, waiting for me. I think the first thing I noticed about him was his warm smile when our eyes met, and then I noticed how tall he was. Definitely my type, tall, athletic and a bit scruffy! I do dig that distressed look on a man! We had a drink each, and Adam ate a taco, giving up on using cutlery halfway through, giving an apologetic shrug! I don’t really pay much attention on first dates because I never go for second ones usually so I don’t remember what he told me, but what was refreshing was how attentive he was to me and seemed very keen to know me. It was a typical Sunday night in Hawthorn, with traffic bustling along on Glenferrie Road, and I was happy to be out on this cool autumn night, talking to someone who looked at me like I was made of stars!

As the night progressed, we just kept talking and it got a bit chilly. While I could have sat there, talking to this very interesting stranger, it was time to go. He insisted on walking me to my car. Call me old fashioned, but I do love a bit of chivalry! We walked to my car across the road, and he looked at me so earnestly and asked if he could kiss me!

Never have I ever kissed someone on a first date, let alone a total stranger, and I have been on a lot of first dates with a lot of strangers! Yet, I don’t know if it was something in the water, or the way he looked at me, like I held the key to his happiness in my answer. I said OKAY, and we kissed! He kissed me like he had all day, like he knew me from before. It was a bit intense, my heart was ready to leap out of me, and I just had to pull away!

He looked so shattered, and asked if we could kiss again. Adam is a 49-year-old man, and he managed to look like a teenager desperately in love! It was heart-melting, but I couldn’t believe I had just kissed someone I had literally just met! So, I had to say no! For the sake of my sanity, I think, or may be to keep my feet firmly on the ground! So, I told him I had to go and got in my car. He stood there as I drove off, and that marked the beginning of a few never have I evers for me, but it has been a fun ride.

Adam thinks it was the pheromones and apparently there is a whole science to it, I believe it was the universe, and the law of being in the right place the right time, meeting the right person when you are in the right state of mind! I’d debate, but I cannot explain most of my actions around him, so this one time I am letting the rationale go.