Just out of a very brief marriage, so short it rivaled those of Hollywood, I wasn't quite ready for another relationship. But I was ready to start dating as a way to figure out what I really wanted from love. To figure out who I was in love -- and who I wanted to be. One day into a my three-day free trial on a dating site I got my first opportunity.
How are you? I like your profile. Especially this part:
Have a strong curiosity about people and just about any subject you can think of.
The laws of attraction are unwritten and pretty much a mystery to me. You just seem like someone I'd like to get to know. So, just an icebreaker. My name's D. Here's hoping you'll drop me a line and say hello.
After the first date, that mysterious attraction between us was obvious.
After the second date, I panicked because feelings were growing. And I wasn't ready.
After the third date, I knew there would be a fourth.
After the fifth, he told me he wanted to give us a shot. That if we were going to have a chance, we couldn't see other people.
I knew a sixth date was assured. When, rather than if.
I wondered if I would be strong enough to resist the lure to mesh; to fuse with another person before I knew who I was in love.