So we end up having a fourth date—dinner this time. 

He picks me up on his motorcycle again and we ride across the city to his favorite Thai restaurant. 

Before we head out there though, he swings by his work to pick up something and ends up giving me a pair of leather motorcycle gloves. Super nice because it is a bit cold riding.

We have dinner and talk about things as we are getting to know each other. He is a sweet man with an interesting past.

After dinner we ride over to Alamo Square and watch the moon rise. We walk around the park and head into the playground and hang out on the swings talking some more. We kiss and make out a bit.

Eventually we go back to the motorcycle and he takes me home. We kiss some more and he makes a joke about the motorcycle jacket’s armor being like hugging a klingon. I unbutton the jacket so he can put his arms around me and we kiss some more. I have to wear flats because he is really only about my height – maybe an inch taller and it still is bugging me about this.

We part ways with a brief discussion for another dinner date.

It’s a shame because he is being very romantic and we are doing really fun things but I am still thinking about the height issues. I wish Mr. Charisma would do some of this sweeping romantic things with me. The sex is amazing but I want a bit more from him but I am trying not to appear needy or too aggressive with him.

Such are the dilemmas of the modern woman and multiple men.