The weekend before Christmas. The weekend before his birthday week.
We’d gone on 5 dates. We’d had a good time on most of them.
In the interest of full disclosure, we did have three implicitly scheduled impending dates.
(I’d made the mistake of inviting him to Christmas. It was going well, and Christmas is casual, I thought.)
I wasn’t really feeling the connection, and I was–and am–considering rekindling a previous affair…
Anyway, what do you think?