I find the gesture sweet. I decide to return the favor. Though I really am not feeling great, I ask if he wants to come over for dinner. I know he has to work that night; so, we would only spend a few hours together and I could relax for the evening. Shortly after we make plans, a friend in need calls. I invite her over as well. Dinner is fun. However, I am just not comfortable with Curly. I don't even look him in the face all that much.
He seems a nice enough fellow. I think the fact that he is divorced, has two kids and appears to have much baggage is a big turn off for me. I can't remember how old he is, maybe 32. He manages a bar downtown. I am hoping for a little more in a man. I think he has an adorable quality though, a little Jerry Bear. He does have something with his body that totally creeps me out. He has skinny legs on a seemingly rounder top. It is like two skewer sticks poking from an orange with a grape on top of that.
As I said, dinner is fun. Chica and I get ready to go out and meet up with some of her friends. We stop at a couple of bars and have so much fun. We stop at the bar where Curly works just to say hi. We stay maybe five minutes. When we arrive at Joe's, I order a water and lo and behold Curly sits down next to me. That irritates me beyond words. I only stopped by to say hi; so, don't read too much into that. Plus, I am totally out with the girls. Don't be that guy. Of course I don't say anything. He is pestering me about going camping with him on Sunday overnight-annoying me even more. I have to work the next day. I really don't like to call off, or at least I want to save my days off until I really want to use them. Thank goodness he has to get back to work.
Later he sends me text messages and signs one, "Luv."
I think to myself, "Yikes! Something has to be done." What can I say, my charm is irresistible.