One Lucky Guy...
This past weekend was my birthday weekend, and we went out with Brandon to The Ritz Bar and Lounge in Hell's Kitchen. I wasn't uneasy about the whole thing at all. Normally, when I'm out with someone I'm dating, I feel this need to keep my eyes on him and make sure he isn't trying to sneak away or anything. And being out with Andrew, he was at my side at all times, and if he wasn't, he was looking for me, too. It was so nice not to have to worry about him looking at other people or wondering what he was thinking. We danced together (something I rarely do with anyone I date because normally I don't like dancing with people). All in all, it was a very good night for the three of us. I had a really great time, and even though I know he was anxious, for some reason (maybe the same reason I normally am), about it all, I'm glad he came out, and it meant a lot to me.
But that wasn't all. He had work the next day, but arrived home (I had stayed at his place) with three dozen roses (1 red, 1 yellow, and 1 yellow with red edges), a steak frites dinner for me, and dessert from Max Brenner. It was amazing. He's so special, and he's quite amazing. We just sat in and ate our dinner watching movies.
So far, we've been dating for 3.5 months, and things have been going very well. Sure, we have our little moments like any other couple should, but all in all, this is the best thing that's happened to me in a long time. I really feel like he's in this with me, and it's nice to see that not all men are jerks.
I'm one lucky guy to have found him (or have him find me), and I can't wait to see how things continue :-)