This seems the most appropriate place to post this, so here is my tale:
Several years ago I had been seeing someone a friend had introduced me to for a couple weeks. We had just enough chemistry that we always ended up flirting or kissing when we got together, and we had a decent friendship, but I wasn’t sure if I wanted to pursue a relationship with her or not. We had never done anything more physical than some kissing. I could tell from the way she behaved and the things she said, that she felt the same and seemed to be waiting for me to make a move one way or the other so she could follow suit.
One night we went out to get some drinks. We met up with a couple friends and had a nice evening out. At the end of the evening I drove her home. on the drive my she started to get a little more flirty than normal. I was a little uneasy about the prospect of a relationship with her for reasons I couldn’t pinpoint, so I tried to resist flirting back too much, but she was gorgeous so it was difficult. One of her friends had driven over separately, and when we got to her place she invited me in for another drink. Since I didn’t have to work in the morning I went with her.