Dinner at my parents house...
I really enjoyed recalling that first intense night when we met in person, and thought I would share it with you all. Here's what I wrote back:
Later that night, after he’d checked in to the Hale Koa, we stopped over at my the restaurant where my friend was a server, The Yard House. We held hands as we walked over and I loved how big his hands were! Our conversation flowed so easily – and we both had these silly smiles plastered on our faces and could not stop staring at each other. At one point – I think while we waited for our dinner, he had put his arm around me and I just kept thinking, “man this feels SO right.” There’s always that chance that things would have been overtly awkward and that the spark would not have been there but that was far from the truth. It felt good. It felt true. And it felt right. I was extremely comfortable with him – I was still nervous of course. Wondering if I was making a good impression – if he liked me as much as I knew I liked him. The night ended blissfully and I could hardly force myself to leave him that night. I remember my mom asking me the next morning, “so….do we like him?” And I answered (gushed, really) “ I DO!! I REALLY DO!!!”
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