The Right Kind Of Wrong...

On the morning of my second date with Riley, things couldn't of gone better. Not only did i pick up the remote instead of my phone, but i spent the entire day wondering if he had text to cancel. Imagine that. You spend hours fighting off the butterflies, picturing your wardrobe in your head so you can plan your outift, come on girls, we all know this is the most important thing, and staring at the clock like it's a naked picture of Simon Cowell, just for him to press send on an excuse for not being able to make it that he thinks we haven't heard before. Thankfully after running up the stairs and tripping up the first 3 ("great, perfect, that means a beautiful bruise will be developing right about now. Bang goes the trustly LBD outfit i had planned on wearing.) I only had a text message saying he would pick me up at 8. Phew.
First dates are so much simpler than the second. On a first date it's a kind of blank canvas. It's then that you (and usually in the first 5 minutes for me) realise whether you find him attractive or not, and can see a potential second date on the cards. So things go ok, conversation is flowing, a few awkward silences is nothing to panick about, afterall, it's most probably the first time you have been alone together, and there is sure to be some nerves coming from both parties. You now find yourself playing with your hair and all those other things we do to try and impress him. There are three things however, which instantly put me off even thinking about having a second with him:

1. A randy text when he gets home from seeing you. No we don't wish we had come home with you tonight. This lets us know exactly what his idea of a 'second date' is, and that we are more than certainly not the only 'woman' in his life.

2. You notice things which are already niggling you. He has an annoying laugh, he eats like an absolute animal and checks that his hair is still in place in his dessert spoon. There is definately a blank space in your diary now where you had penciled in the words second date followed by a question mark.

And 3. A one way conversation. You already know his mothers maiden name, his first best friend and that every year he goes on holiday to France. And this is 20 minutes into the date.

So none of this applied to Riley. He was sweet, funny and despite his reputation, I decided to give him a chance, along with a second date.
Too much too soon?


Much Love, Is xoxo