On his drive back home, all the discussions and topics they had discussed that night came to his mind. It had been more than a pleasant evening. He had gone out on dates before, met pretty and interesting women and have had nice conversations and some even gone on a second date, but somehow in the end he had felt either bored, or realized that the other person was trying to impress him or even found himself trying to impress someone.
He had always felt a little tense or a bit conscious or agitated. Even though it is in his nature to be never relaxed, somehow today he had been relaxed, so relaxed that it didn’t matter what he did or she did, even when he noticed that she really liked him. Usually if he senses that, which he almost does every time, his blue eyes and his French beard and his charming words does attract the opposite sex.
This time the evening had turned to be too pleasant which even made him question what was different about her. She almost dominated most of the conversations, she was gracious, intelligent and charming, which is not new to him, since he has dated women like that before. There was something he quiet couldn’t put his finger on it that was intriguing.
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