I'll take what's behind door number 3!!!

Friday night/Sunday afternoon dates with Mr. Adorable behind me (there will be more, just not in this post) I pour through some more emails.  I have a few more guys that interest me and I intend on meeting at least 2 out of the 3.  I have labeled them in an attempt to keep my friends as unconfused as possible.  #1 - Mr. Adorable; #2 San Francisco (got this title because he just happened to be there on a business trip this week); and #3 Golf.  Now I really wanted to meet SF next.  His emails have me laughing from start to finish and I have to look up at least 1-2 words in the dictionary while reading.  He makes me cry with laughter on the phone.  He is uber smart.  He is sarcastic.  He is quick witted.  He is 5'7...... I am going to let my height criteria go on this one.  So anyway, he is in San Fran for a week and therefore not able to be my next date.  I move on to Golf.  He is sweet.  He is polite.  He talks about his son in such an amazing way.  We agree to meet for an early mid week dinner.  We meet at a bar/restaurant that is equidistant from my home/his home.  He tells me he is coming from work and is wearing light khakis and a green button down shirt.  He is waiting outside when I pull up.  There are no spots in front so I have to pass the place, make a U-turn and park across the street.  I see his face when I drive by and I wonder if he thinks I'm going to keep driving...... I flip around, park the car, toss a quarter in the meter and make my way across the street to Golf.  It is hard not to notice how vertically endowed he is.  Even in my highest of heels I am no match to his heightness.  The initial meeting is a little awkward.  He doesn't go in for a hug hello or even a handshake.  I think that in a way his lack of confidence or experience (he is recently divorced) is cute.  We go inside, pick a table off to the side of the bar and sit.  He gets 2 beers from the bar (Guinness) and we start to talk.  He is not what I expected appearance wise.  I have seen pictures of him but not close up shots.  I am fixated by his blue eyes and baby face.  He is a giant in stature but there is something very soft about him.  There is not the same chemistry as there was with Mr. Adorable.  I welcome the change of pace and feel really at ease.  There is zero contact between us.  I keep both hands securely wrapped around my Guinness and my legs neatly crossed under the table.  We talk and talk and talk and before I know it 2 hours has passed.  We order some bar food and another beer (Harp this time as I can not drink more than 1 Guinness.....) We eat and laugh and drink and talk.  There is lots of talk.  Another hour and hour and a half pass and I need to go home.  I have children that need to be kissed goodnight.  The check has been on the table for about 20 minutes now and I put my hand over it and ask "may I"?  He is a gentleman and he slides the bill out from under my hand.  He looks at me and with a little nervousness in his voice says:  "I am going to ask you this inside because when we get outside I will be nervous and fumble for words.  Would you like to go out with me again?"  I chuckle at his boyish charm and tell him I would love to.  He smiles.  This is nothing like the date with Mr. Adorable and I can pretty much bet my left arm that he is not going to try to kiss me goodnight.  We walk across the street to my car and talk for a few minutes outside.  He wants to secure date #2 so he picks a day when he will be home from his trip to Florida and suggests a restaurant.  I agree to both and unlock the car door.  He bends down and gives me a non-groping kind of a hug.  Golf is a real gentleman and I look forward to seeing him again.  :)