just as I feared

Well, this is what I was afraid of. It was a date.

And it was wonderful.

Pool, dinner, then off to see a co-worker's band play at a little bar. Along the way, casual brushes, hugs, and soft touches. Very promising signs.

After the band, we headed home and somehow got onto the highway headed in the wrong direction. About thirty minutes later, we realized that we had no idea where we were. 45 miles away from the city, lost at three o'clock in the morning, and tired, we decided that we would get a motel room. Yes, that's right, a motel room. Although it would be interesting to turn this into a penthouse-esque story at this point, I must say that it's not how it happened. Yes we got a room. And yes, we shared a bed. And yes, clothes stayed on...well, mostly. We shared a kiss. We fell asleep in each others arms. And held, caressed, dozed, and talked until noon.

And regardless of where things go from here and how the work situation will now develop, this, our first date which lasted about 18 hours, can be summed up this way;

Wonderful.