Date #2 with Guy#1

A four hour long second date can't be all that bad, right? About all I can coherently say right now is that I have been KISSED.

This guy is quiet, shy, totally mild-mannered, polite, gentlemanly, all those really boring cliches that stack up like those issues of InStyle you just can't seem to throw away. Very handsome, very intelligent, but not exactly setting the world on fire. Or so I thought.

Halfway through the date, after we ate and they cleared the dishes, he suddenly moved over into the seat next to mine and while I'm thinking he's either trying to get a better look at the chick at the table behind us or he's dropped a contact lens, he laid a kiss on me the likes of which I've not had in a while. Married Guy knew some serious kung-fu sex moves and even he never kissed me like that! And he certainly wouldn't have done it in the middle of a restaurant! Holy smokes!

Once I recovered and he got back in his seat I asked him how long he'd been waiting to kiss me and he said since about 5 minutes after he walked into the restaurant on our first date.

Okay, so he obviously likes me. We talked for another couple of hours until the restaurant was closing and we may go to lunch tomorrow. He walked me to my car and snuck another ninja kiss on me and I don't really remember driving home.

Wow. Just wow.