I was charming, mellow and chill. No really. I was.
That first date with The Nurse was amazing! We had a ton of fun, there was some excellent flirting going on and she is an amazing kisser! As we went our separate ways that Friday night we decided to get together Sunday afternoon.
The two of us traded a couple of texts the next day and she mentioned she was heading to her sister’s house for a Jimmy Buffett themed birthday party for her dad. Her sister lives five minutes from my house. Make a note of that. It becomes kind of important later on…
I had no plans for Saturday evening and was sitting one the couch when my phone rang at 9 PM. It was The Nurse and she told me she was staying at her sister’s house that night, that the party was kind of winding down and since she was just around the corner, did I want to meet her at a bar by her sister’s house at 11 PM?
I absolutely wanted to go meet her and around 10:45 I jumped in the car and was waiting at the bar when she arrived. We kissed hello and started talking about our respective days and her dad’s shindig.
Everyone had left the party with the exception of the dad, his girlfriend, the Nurse’s brother, sister and brother-in-law. They were all in the backyard hanging out and drinking a bit when The Nurse told her sister she was going to slip out the front door to come and meet me. Fast forward to the bar…
We finished our first beer and I was about ready to order another round when this guy walked up to us. He stopped right next to The Nurse and you could tell that she was shocked to see him. It was the brother. After about 30 minutes of The Nurse not being in the backyard, the brother and brother-in-law started wondering where she went. I’m not sure how the entire process went because I heard different versions of the story, but the long and short of it is, the sister eventually dropped a dime and ratted out The Nurse.
The brother and brother-in-law were there for retrieval. She introduced the brother to me and about that same time the brother-in-law came up and introduced himself. I felt so horrible for The Nurse because she had one of those “I wish I could just disappear” looks on her face. I’m sure it was extremely uncomfortable to have the two of them there to bring her back in the middle of a date.
I rolled with it and said I was about ready to go home anyway (I wasn’t) and The Nurse told the rescue team that she was going to have another drink and would be back soon. That answer wasn’t going to fly with them and with each passing second she was looking more and more uncomfortable. The brother-in-law said that we were both going to come back and drink in his backyard. End of story.
I was still going with the flow and as we started walking towards the house I dropped back to tell The Nurse that I would stay as long or as short a time as she wanted—just give me the signal. After arriving, I met everyone and quickly downed my first beer so that I could get out of there if she was ready for me to go. I quietly asked her if she would be more relaxed if I left. She smiled and told me to stay for a while longer.
So, I stayed and spent the next 90 minutes or so chatting with the whole crew. I was charming, mellow and chill. No really. I was. The family seemed really cool and after a while The Nurse said, “I’ll walk you out.” That was my signal to roll out the gate and back home.
I said my goodbyes to my new found peeps and we slipped out front to say goodnight. I told her I hoped the night wasn’t too uncomfortable and she said that she was fine—she actually was hoping it wasn’t too awkward for me. I assured her that I was fine and we agreed that maybe it was a decent thing; meeting the family this way avoided any stressing. It was quick and painless—like a band-aid.
Unlike the night before, this goodbye lasted only a few minutes, but was just as much fun. As I walked back to my car I looked at my watch and realized that it was almost 2:30 AM. Apparently I spent a lot longer than 90 minutes in the backyard! I cruised home and hopped into my bed with the smell of a pretty woman lingering in my nostrils and the taste of her lips on mine.
We both ended up having crazy busy days on Sunday, so we postponed our date for another time. Maybe I’ll tell you about that date later. Maybe…