Ohhh Dr. Man...

Well, I'm in. Oh my Dr. Man, he wants it, he is just trying to decide if the age bothers him. You can see it in his face. He told me that I have beautiful blue eyes (said to me, not the charge nurse Whoo!) told me that I'm beautiful, that we should "make plans". Ooooo! I sold him raffle tickets to our Cancer Patient Services Charity Drive. He says "I'm a pushover." I say "No, I'm just good." He says "I'm sure you are." I say "So if you win the $100 your taking me out to dinner right?" He says "How about I take you out to dinner whether I win or not." I say "Deal." He winks. God. Sooooooooo sexy. If I didn't know better I would say I'm in love. But I'm not. I'm in lust. Now, I have been making it extremely obvious my less that appropriate intentions for the last week. He has "allowed" my comments and played along quiet well. Asks me to dinner, and tells me we will "discuss it next time." But has yet to ask for my phone number. Strange. But we did figure out that he lives just down the street from my new house. He says "Maybe I will stop by." I say "Anytime." OMG. I sooo got this! Correction: I sooo want this! I don't wanna be the whole book, just a few chapters. I feel like I'm perfectly alright dating him (and doing him) for a while, and when it's done, it's done. You can tell he is the kind of guy that wines you and dines you, which I am quiet ok with..... Advice still! Thanks!