Last weekend I went out with the Hot Teacher. Like I pondered in the last post, I am/was confused about whether or not I am in the "friend zone." Well, going out cleared absolutely nothing up.
First we went out to dinner. Conversation was there. I never felt awkward. I offered to pay because the last few times we have "hung out" he has paid for everything. Plus, he had bought the movie tickets. After dinner we walked back to his place. He offered me some candy to take to the movie. I took the peanut butter M&Ms and we were off to the movie.
When we got back to his place, it was around 11pm and I had to get up early in the morning, and had a 45 minute drive ahead of me, all which he knew. Still, he invited me up to his apartment, but I declined. If I didn't have to get up early, I would have. I felt like just mayyyyybe a make out would have happened. Instead he walked me to my car, I hugged him and said thanks, and left. But you know what I was hoping for? I was hoping he'd walk me to my car, throw me up against it, and kiss me. That's the kind of man I'm looking for. A man with balls.
I haven't talked to him since.
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