She had spent the entire 5 1/2 hour car ride talking herself into having a good time during this trip and not thinking about the fact that she had put on so much weight during the pandemic and it was impossible that he found her attractive.
No, no. He'd invited her up here for the weekend. He'd sent her a letter in the mail. Well, it hadn't exactly gotten to her yet, but he assured her that he had put it in the mail, but it was lost. It would hilariously show up returned to sender just days after she left.
She had convinced herself to not doom this. To just live in the moment, not think about the future or what could be past this weekend. She was determined. Now to work on the nerves.
It was raining lightly when she parked by his house. He came out to meet her and they hugged for a long time in the rain. He looked like he wanted to kiss her but hesitated. She wasn't bold enough to kiss him, so he grabbed her suitcase and they headed inside. None of his roommates were around, so they sat for a moment on the couch and talked before heading out to dinner.
He drove her around downtown as the soft rain continued to fall, showing her the small town sights. Eventually they parked at the restaurant and he made the decision to sit outside. It was still raining a little bit so they avoided the wet spots and sat at the picnic table looking at the menu on their phones.
She chose a truffle sea-salt chicken breast and a blood orange margarita. It tasted amazing, it was warm enough under the heat lamp, and they continued to talk. It was a great conversation, and the rain had dissipated a bit by the time dinner was over, so they took a walk around.
They came across a bar his roommate had told him had a downstairs that was pretty quiet. They headed inside and down the stairs to find another crowded bar. Due to the pandemic it made her a little nervous, but they ordered drinks and sat down. He apologized for the crowd, and she said it's fine, it was intimate, like the Great Gatsby quote. He looked at her strangely and she said "I like large parties. They're so intimate. At small parties there isn't any privacy." He smiled and her and said that quoting an actual book was pretty attractive. She blushed a tiny bit.
After a couple of drinks, they decided to go back to his place after another short walk around the area. It had finally stopped raining, but the air was still crisp and heavy. It felt like a warm blanket as they walked along arm in arm.
He opened the car door for her and kissed her. She melted a bit, a little more confident in what was to come for the weekend.
The roommates were home when they got there. She was introduced to them and they talked for a bit, then he poured them some whiskey to take back to his room. His roommates were both very nice to her, and were exactly what he had described.
Back in his room, he put on some great music, and they had sex twice before going to sleep.
