This beginning really started with Jess acting as a couples therapist for the relationship I was in. I was in a long term relationship and she was in the middle of a pretty ugly divorce. We both agreed that neither one of us was really looking for or in the mood for a new relationship. She’s great at a whole bunch of things but being a couple’s therapist is clearly not one of them. Within about 2 weeks of meeting her I was moved out and “single”. I use the the term lightly because at this point the two of us were talking and texting most of the day every day. One of the things I told her during all this was how I enjoyed the hunt but then could lose interest in a relationship rather quickly.

There was your typical feeling out process. Asking about hopes, dreams, likes, dislikes, jobs, histories etc. But there was something more. That feeling I had gotten the first moment I saw her was just getting stronger and stronger by the day. It wasn’t just the fact that this girl was smart and extremely interesting, I just felt like I was already talking to someone that had been a part of my life for years, not just the 10 seconds we had spent together so far. Now in all fairness I was still pretty sure I was being catfished and the girl that I saw had given me some other girl’s number so I couldn’t really consider the fact that Jess was the most beautiful girl I had ever laid eyes on. It was there in the back of my mind but again, this was just all over the phone.

During all this chit chat we started to have what we call these little “oh boy” moments. And oh boy did they get out of control. Little things, but more than a few times a day we would text each other the exact same thing at the exact same time. We’d like the exact same type of foods, music, things like that. There’s been more than one time that we’d refer to each other as the girl from Weird Science because there were just so many things that seemed too good to be true. But it wasn’t, one thing we agreed on on very early in this was that we were going to have total transparency and always be completely honest with each other. So we did. Every word, every thought, all of it was the truth which is why all these little things lining up were so meaningful.

The whole being honest thing probably isn’t a big deal for a lot of people but it really is for me. I’ve considered my self a lying piece of shit for a long time. That has also made me very careful with trusting someone else. I carry a lot of guilt from destroying relationships and from all the mistakes I’ve made in the past. Lying comes very easy to me and sadly I never really considered the consequences on the people around me. This just feels different. I’m normally very quick to lie but in just this short time and only over the phone I knew from the bottom of heart that i would never lie to this girl. I thought it might kill me but I would put every effort in to keep that promise.

Except it wasn’t like that. This honesty and transparency was one of the best feelings I have ever experienced. I’ve given my heart to her already and trust every single thing she’s telling me and still do to this day. I’m sure all the oh boy moments help but being honest with her is one of the easiest and most natural things I’ve ever done and I love it.

Ok, back to the story. Which isn’t moving very fast but yet is flying by. Remember, time has gotten super weird. So after about 3 million messages or so we finally get around to trying to actually meet up for the first time. It’s going to be a little tricky because we live about an hour and a half from each other. Actually, it’s exactly 1 hour and 34 minutes, of course. Ms. Jess lives almost exclusively off candy and sweets so of course when she stayed up here they rented a place above a candy store called Pucker Up. She’s one of the 2% of the population that likes taffy and this place has plenty. So just to solidify a first date with this beauty I grab up a few pounds of taffy and bribe her with it. I call her to make sure I get all the right flavors and even though we had only talked on the phone once prior to this I felt like I was already talking to my girlfriend. So weird. Not to mention I’m obsessed with her voice.

After a couple little hiccups we finally set a time a date for the taffy delivery at this cute little coffee place called the Mocha House, right between the two of us. I’ll spare you the details of how nervous and excited I was since you’ll surely hear about it on the day of. The night before we have one of our little oh boy moments. We both ask each other at the same time if we just hug when we see each other, shake hands, kiss? We agree that she isn’t going to her her protective hat and to kiss because of course we should right? After all, we’ve met for 10 seconds already so why not? I know some of this will sound odd, almost almost a little reckless, but if you read the first chapter of this you have a little understanding of how this all started and where my head and heart are at. And now after this last month of getting to know each other I’m 100 times more interested and invested into this.

Without knowing it we’ve scheduled this little coffee date exactly a month after we first met. We chat the whole morning of and we both make it very known just how nervous we are about this rendezvous.

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I get to the Mocha House first and I’m just sitting in my truck almost crawling out of skin in anticipation. I’m so nervous that my I can feel my heartbeat in my throat and I am beyond excited. A big part of me is still not completely convinced that I’m going to walk in and meet the same girl that gave me her number because she is way out of my league. Jess tells me that she has to pee and asks if she should stop because she’s just so damn thoughtful all the time. She also checks to see how much I’d care if she’s not wearing makeup. Then the countdown really begins. The 5 minute text, the 2 minute text and finally the I’m here. I almost broke my neck looking at every single car just to get a peek at this girl and I think I spot her in a silver jeep. She’s out of the car in no time flat and goes scurrying in with her arms full with her phone, her purse and this big ol jug of water. I cant see her face but I can see the beautiful long blonde hair and she’s moving with that same adorable walk the had when she first gave me her number. She lets me know she’s going to the bathroom and I walk in behind her.

I stand by the front door for what feels like an eternity wondering if she just snuck out the back door. I stand this way, that way, I feel like I’m sweating to death and I’m worried that the only reason she even looked my way was the cop suit.

Then she walks out. Actually walks out and turns right around. But then walks out again. At that moment, a month later I finally got to see that smile again. She was about 50 feet away but it lit up the entire room and I could feel myself smiling like a little kid that just saw Santa. The girl of my dreams. My Weird Science girl. The absolute most beautiful person I have ever seen. She walks over, we say hi, hug and then I kissed the the girl that I’m going to love for the rest of my life. The last girl I’ll ever want, I’ll ever need and will never let go of. Just looking into her eyes, holding her there and feeling her has reassured every one of all these wild thoughts I’d been having about being so madly in love with someone who is essentially a total stranger. It didn’t feel that way though. The nerves were there without a doubt but there was this unexplainable comfort just being in her presence. We talked, we held hands, and we figured out just how good of kissers we both were. The taffy was delivered and we parted ways knowing that our lives and whatever plans we thought we had had just taken a very dramatic turn.

The hunt was finally over.

And god damn it, I could not be happier about that fact.