My first date with Buck wasn’t my last

After my date with Buck earlier, I was so sure that he’d lost interest in me just because there was hardly any conversation between us. It didn’t seem like there was any real chemistry going on between us compared to when we had first met in the gym last week. In an odd twist of events, Buck actually called me the other day.

By this time, I’d wiped Buck out of my system. In my dating history, I’ve learned that you shouldn’t fret so much over someone that didn’t work out. Plus, part of me — the bad insecure part of me, was sure that maybe Buck wasn’t up for dating a larger woman. Despite all this, he called.

The phone conversation was really quick. More just a call to ask me out on another date! It was pretty much like this:

“Hi, how are you?”
“Good, you?”
“Good.”
“Listen, are you free next week for dinner and drinks?”
“Yes — sounds like fun.”

The end.

So apparently, I now have a date with Buck next week. Hopefully more between us will be exchanged!