650pm I get a txt saying Vero wine bar 78 and second- and thank goodness I got that, I was going to Vespa!- I need to take better notes. One word to describe him cocky, and that sums it up. Now, he was sitting at the bar when I arrived, he had a glass of wine, which was sweet enough to be apple juice, and we immediately chatted about lots of things. He schooled me on how his Hamptons house isn’t a “share” and its certainly not the “shore”- and that hes got a car, and make random trips to cheesecake factory in NJ just for this one chicken dish! (truth, I can get behind that!) He told me about his work as a cosmetic dentist to the stars, or rather his partner works on the stars, and he doesn’t want to be so much in the media. (get a grip sir). We got dinner there, salad and brushetta, and then wait for it, wait for it- a warm raw ch. Chip cookie with ice cream, and we both tore that apart. He’s funny, and inappropriate, and cute. Everyone knows this kid.. he’s the kind that acts soooo cool, tossing out jokes left and right even though they might be offensive, and inappropriate, you still laugh, partly bc you think its funny, and then partly bc your uncomfortable. Yup- I was there last night. But even after all of that, we had normal convo’s slipped in there, and it was an awesome time!… he paid the bill and then we left. I kissed him, actually we kissed a few times. Oh BTW- he also did the both cheek European kiss… am I missing something? Were in Manhattan! Not Paris, so people, please stop- it’s weird.
Drinks tonight w/a Teacher and Ice Hockey lover… this should be interesting.
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