I was finally going on my first and official date with Brandon, the older man I had my eye on at work for the past six months. To say that the first 10 minutes were awkward would be an understatement. We were both a little shy and obviously nervous, but Brandon thankfully broke the ice first.
“You look really nice,” he said. I looked over at him and took in his chiseled jawline and strong nose. Brandon really was a handsome man, and whatever fear I had about his age showing completely went away. This man had the features that any guy my age wished they had. My eyes roamed down to his tattooed bicep. Yes, this man was the envy of any 20-year-old playing beer bong in his parents’ backyard. But how was I measuring up in Brandon’s eyes?
I had decided to wear a pair of skinny black jeans; I figured I’d show off my generous curves and tease him a little. My top was light pink, innocent enough, but there were subtle cutouts on the back where black lace peeked out.
As we jumped on the freeway, Brandon politely asked to hold my hand and as I reached over, a slight pang hit me—my ex-boyfriend, Jared, used to do the same thing. But as quick as it came, it was gone again. It had been two years and I was over him, but since he was my first, it was hard not to reference everything to him. And to think about it, I never really had a first date with Jared, since we met while I was on vacation with my family. So Brandon would technically be my first date with a guy.
To get the record straight I’m not some teenage prude or an ugly troll who could never get a date; there were many guys in school who gave me the attention. I had just never met anyone who quite met my standards. The one time I decided to go out of those standards, I ended up with my ex, so it was safe to say, lesson learned. As my hand was in Brandon’s, he pulled it up and kissed the back. My heart melted. Behind the macho look and confidence of a forever bachelor, Brandon was sweet and from what I could tell, he was affectionate—just what I needed. And this was just the beginning…