Remember on Friday I was supposed to have a lunch date? Well as I told you the plans fell through so I was about to write this brotha off.
Well, we finally met up last night at star bucks and hung out for about 2 1/2 hours. I had absolutely nothing to worry about. We connected instantly like old friends and there weren't too many ackward silences. He's a pretty good looking guy, about 6'2, chocolate, bald head. He made it known several times throughout the night that he liked what he saw. When we hugged at the end of the night and he wrapped his big ol body around mine (i'm only 5'1") I wanted to faint.
He asked me for a 2nd date the same night and sent me a text before I had barely left the parking lot telling me how much he liked seeing me
So, is 2008 the year I meet my mate? Maybe, just maybe....