Dating too fast too soon
After a few drinks, the tattooed stranger and I had become great pals.We had been chatting for a good half hour or so when he said flirtatiously, “Should we just go to Vegas and get married already? It was a look that said, But then again Brittany was too sensible for her own good and didn’t understand the appeal of spontaneity or a Robert Plant impersonator (I’m more of a Zeppelin than Elvis fan).I had an antique 18th-century French settee for Christ’s sake!Sure it was only 5 on Craigslist due to some damage by a cat, but I still had a predilection for the finer things in life. I wondered if perhaps he was being a little too presumptuous, but then my mind floated off to thoughts of his toned biceps.Wanting to escape the droves of college kids bar hopping on the main drag, we found ourselves at an out-of-the-way Irish dive bar that reeked of stale beer.
I could already picture my friends back in New York warning me that he was coming on too strong too soon. But I’ve never been the kind of woman who liked the aloof guy. Was I Aphrodite the goddess of love or Athena the goddess of war?
After we got married was I going to be his sugar mama?
“Underwater drillers make a lot of money,” he said. “I think after I save up enough money, I’ll open my own tattoo shop.” The logical part of me wanted to point out that the economy had crashed a years ago. Just like pizza and fried twinkies when you’re drunk off too many whiskeys.“You are so cute when you smile,” he said gazing dreamily into my eyes. Before we left, he asked for my phone number.“I want to see you again,” he said.
My mind flashed to my Mick Jagger meets Louis XIV decorated apartment.
I had paged through issue after issue of magazine, created mood boards and shopped at countless stores to achieve the look.Ever find yourself missing a guy—I mean strongly noticing his absence and wishing he was there—after only a few dates? Travel time When you fall for someone, you instantly want to vacation with them.