I can't come up with kitschy name for this guy!
We had a few emails going back and forth. They were pretty sporadic. He just bought a house, and was in the middle of moving. Totally understandable. His pictures didn't knock my socks off, but he wasn't ugly so I decided to give it a whirl.
We met at a wine bar for some drinks. Conversation went very well. It was not awkward at all. He seems really nice. Close with his family. Loves his job. He's from NY (Long Island). All good stuff on paper.
There was just no spark! No chemistry. I didn't want to kiss him.
He wore flip flops.
I know the second date can tell more. I'm not expecting fireworks, but if I don't want to kiss you after one glass each of sangria, white wine and prosecco will I ever want to?
He sent me a text message yesterday asking to go out again this week. Timing doesn't work for me this week. Maybe next week.
I'm anxious to go out with some other people!
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