Sometimes, I Like to Make Messes

This weekend, takes a big piece of the cake. Let me start by saying that I know that I was being a bit selfish by inviting the guy that I've been on 2 dates with to have his brother join my friend and I for a drink after dinner. I wanted to have some fun and do what I am good at: bring great people together.

Well, after dinner, I text F to see if he is still interested in meeting my friend and I. He calls right back and says that he has something that he has to take care of but will stop by with his brother for a few minutes. About 5 minutes later, F and his brother, R, show up. My friend is paying for the meal and I go out to meet the guys. I greet F and he introduces me to his brother. Thirty seconds later, my friend, C, comes to join us. After all greetings and such, F shares that he is going to be gone for a little and will rejoin us after he is done with his task.

So, R, C and I walk to a lounge for a drink. We order and sit in a little corner for some fun conversation. It was great. R is full of energy and funny antics. C and I are having fun laughing and talking. We have a few drinks and decide to walk C back to her apartment as I could tell that she was tired.

We walk her back to her place, use the restroom and head out. I have my car so I drive R home. He decides that he wants to continue the fun with some champagne and chocolate. I decide that this is not a good idea and tell him so. Long story short. I drop him off and head home. Mind you, F never did come back and I talked to him as I was dropping his brother off. He apologized saying that he was still working the deal.

I head home tired and make it safely. I said a little prayer of gratitude because I was that tired. I am home about 5 minutes when the phone rings. It's R checking to see that I made it home. He also apologizes for his brother's behavior for not returning to meet us. Then, he shares with me how much he enjoyed spending the time with me. My head is spinning. OMG! We talk for a few minutes and I head to bed.

The next day, R calls me three times. I asked him if he told his brother that he is calling me. He says, yes. I still don't say much.

On Monday, they both call. F is trying to feel out the situation. I knew that when F and I hung out, we would only see each other a few times casually. I shared this with him. F gave me the blessing to date his brother because he said that he hasn't seen his brother so happy and he wants the best for him. I almost died. I told him that we should have dinner as planned on Saturday and leave it at that.

What is a girl to do?! LOL