RESCUE 911???

So last night was my date with the cop. John called me the night before and suggested this Italian place near my apt called Christina's. I've never been there and it was steps away from my apt so I thought it was fab. He texted me earlier in the day to confirm as well. He seems to enjoy the text and calling me pretty. I almost thought it was annoying but then I thought it was cute.

My brother was in the area on an interview so I wound up meeting up with him beforehand for a drink. So I was nice and relaxed. My brother tried to be all big brother-ish like are you sure you want to get serious about a cop constantly worrying about his safety. I told him to shut his pie hole I haven't even been on a date with him.

Anyways, as I was walking up to the restaurant I realized I'm not even 100% sure what this guy looks like. I vaguely remember but when I walked up and recognized him I felt better. He is kind of a big guy around 6'2" with tannish skin (100% italian), with a shaved head. Totally not my "type" but I was still attracted to him. We ate outside with the gorgeous weather. I was really excited because we ordered baked clams which I recently found out I'm not allergic to anymore!

The conversation was good. There was something about him that was welcoming. I was very comfortable around him. He was kind of laid back. He seemed to be interested in what I had to say and he was pretty amusing. He made me laugh a bunch. He was very complementary. He liked my jewelry, said I was pretty, etc. Oh and he is 24-ha! And a Virgo too so I thought that was cool. He's traveled all over and he is admittedly dying to see Wicked. I asked him a million cop questions. I though the whole thing was fascinating. He said I could do a ride along-ha!

But he was definitely very copish and asked me weird questions like who do I like better cops or firemen. I was like what? I don't know. There was also a point where he leaned in and asked me if I like Asian people because he hates the way they drive. I almost fell off my rocker with laughter and pleaded the fifth. So clearly he is a little socially retarded but it was weird there was something about him. He was just a big hunk of man where I could picture him clubbing other guys over the head for me in a hot way. Or maybe it's the whole power cop thing where I could see him handcuffing me??

While I was in the loo he paid for the meal and asked if I want to go to Whiskey Bar down the block (thumbs up on both accounts for paying and decision making skills). I'm all about planning but if someone else wants to do it then I am more than happy to give up the power. We had a couple more drinks at the bar and just chatted the night away.

Yada, yada, yada we were making out in front of my apt building. So part of me is questioning why I like this guy but then the other half is answering because you had a good time. He asked if he could call me again. I said yes.

So we'll see.... I have another date tonight with another guy....wooohoooo!