Summer Lovin?

6/04/2014 The Blue Stocking 2 Comments

I’ve been away for about two months and I can’t wait to update you on all of my adventures. Adventures which include me scandalously (but not so scandalously) dating two friends, me not so successfully breaking up with a guy, and then me deciding dying alone doesn't seem like the worst option.

It’s been an exhausting two months.

When we left off I was being pursued by the ever so attractive James while Mrs. Bennet was figuratively and literally pushing me towards her son Henry.

At this point in time James and I were in constant communication. Our conversations were deep and fascinating and usually about literature *sigh*. I can’t tell you how refreshing it was to talk to him. But more than that, he was a wonderful constant in my life. I knew that at 10 each morning I would receive a message from him and we wouldn’t stop chatting until I set my alarm for the next morning.

That Friday James and I made dinner plans and I went into the week feeling bold. I had after all a date with an attractive someone who I actually liked and confidence was most definitely in the air.

For some reason that boldness directly me to Henry. I couldn’t shake the feeling that something was meant to happen between us and I wanted to pursue the possibility of us before things picked up with James.

Wow that was cheesy.

Anyways, at FHE I was walking by Henry and it hit me, why not just talk to him? So that’s what I did. The simplicity of that moment kills me. I didn’t rub his elbow or send love darts out of the ol peepers; I simply laughed and had a great time.

The next morning I woke up to a funny message on my Facebook wall from Henry. I quickly sent out victory texts to my friends because that’s just what we do.

Wednesday rolled around and I decided to kick the bold up a notch by inviting Henry via FB to a casual weekly dinner with my friends. I felt sick the second I sent it and the sickness increased every minute until he replied that he would love to come.

Dinner on Wednesday was fantastic, other than the initial awkwardness of having both Calvin and Henry in the same room. (Oh yeah, Calvin was there. I should have thought out the logistics a bit more).The night was a blast and he fit right into my group of friends, we even ended up standing outside of the restaurant for an hour laughing. Did I mention how much we laugh? I feel like I should.

We laugh a lot. I love it. I love every second of it.

I feel like Henry’s the type of guy that people just get along with. He’s funny and has a dynamic personality plus he just seems comfortable being nerdy, possibly because he knows how awesome he is. Mostly, I just love the way I am around him.

That night I resisted contacting Henry. I had done my part and I needed to let the chips fall where they may.

Apparently the chips were in my favor because on Thursday morning he sent me what can only be called an after date FB message thanking me for inviting him and asked for my number. We spent the rest of the day texting, because he has my number, because he asked for it.