A Second Date - Let's Play Pool

The short guy, James, suggested a fun activity for our second date, and I thought that was a good idea. I suggested playing pool. I am so stuck on how much fun I had playing pool with Adam. As if that would happen again. I'm not going to get into how love bombed I was with him, because intentional or not (it was intentional), that's who/how Adam is/was. Anyways. 

James is not smooth like Adam, and that's fine, I would prefer someone with honest intentions, even if the vibes are not amazing and "feel so right" (eyeroll). We had a good time playing pool for about 2-2.5 hours. He asked me how I was feeling about the upcoming surgery, and he also broke the touch barrier a bit by guiding me by the small of my back, rubbing my back a bit in sympathy/understanding when I was explaining my anxiety. Our conversation again was good, I was able to get a better look at him, he is very short. I mean, we hugged goodbye on our first date and his head is like tit height, for real. It's kind of awkward. 

Anyway, he asked if I wanted to get dinner, then asked if it would be okay if he drove us, and he would bring me back to my car. I agreed. He drives a nice new Ford Raptor truck, I am not sure if those are the numbered trucks, I don't really keep track of all that, besides I'm a Toyota girl anyway. It's so much easier for me when cars have names instead of numbers, lol.

Anyway, he suggested Chuy's, which I have never been to and seems like a mid Tex-Mex restaurant. I was open to it and honestly, am glad because they have this Jalapeno-Tomatillo ranch dressing that is amazing, omg. It's the good restaurant made ranch too, man. Let me get a pint of that to-go, pronto. The rest of the food was whatever. I ordered rolled chicken tacos, and let me tell you... if I was alone or at home, I would have been dipping that entire flauta into that ranch, like a bath of ranch, a baptism. I am an unhinged sauce girl. We had more good conversation and he told me a bit more about his upbringing. 

Something that he has brought up a lot when I've talked to him is his home and neighborhood. He does a lot of things DIY, and is a jack of all trades type. He was telling me about current outdoor projects he had going on, and mentioned that him and like 3 other neighbors are the original owners since the neighborhood was built. So, when he told me that he doesn't live far from the area, and asked if I wanted to see his neighborhood "we can just drive through", I agreed. I honestly didn't think about it, but as we were driving, I was like, wtf, this is how people get murdered!

Here's the thing, I still don't have a read on this guy. He does live in a very nice area, and he was truthful and gave me a tour of the neighborhood, then drove by his house, pointed it out, and where his property goes to, and what he is working on (that is viewable from the street, as there is a fence in the backyard). then he pulled into his driveway and asked if I wanted to see the inside, I said "no, I don't think that's a good idea", and he said "no problem", put the truck in reverse and started the drive back to my car. No attitude, no resentment or trying to convince me. 

Looking back, I am annoyed with myself that I agreed to that, and I don't know why I did. I just put together in my head that he talks about his house a lot and seemed really proud of it, and when I owned my house I was the same. But as a woman, I do not want to show a man where I live unless I am ready for that, and it will take a while of talking/getting to know that person. So, I didn't think ulterior motive, but my hyper vigilance came into play like halfway there, and then in retrospect. 

That aside, his house (from the outside) is really nice. During dinner he mentioned he is not sure he wants to live with someone again, but then during another part of our conversation stated that he has older furniture that he is not going to update because he knows that if a partner moves in she will probably want to upgrade and he would prefer to cater to her style to make her happy there. So which one is it?? So contradictory. I think he just doesn't want to play his hand or appear too hopeful or something. 

When we got to my car he got out and we said goodbye. I wasn't sure how to navigate this part, so I was just upfront and blunt about if he wants to continue dating, since I will be out of the game for a while. He said that yes, he would like to continue dating, verified my surgery date, and said he would reach out to make sure I am okay. We hugged goodbye and that was it. 

As the day moved on, and the rest of the weekend, I was really curious about his intentions of asking me to go into his house. For someone who has not been inappropriate or sexual at all, I don't believe it was to try and sleep with me, but I had nothing else to think about prior to surgery, it was easier to overthink about that, than the looming procedure. Answer is, not sure. I haven't thought about it for a while honestly. The date was good and I had fun, we are continuing to get to know each other, and I have been liking what he is showing me.