At my second lesson of the day, Taylor and I clicked right away. He was a little reserved at first, but he later became more open. He is a large, bear-like man who stands at 6’2″ (one foot higher than I am), has shaggy blonde hair, and has a 5 o’clock shadow. On top of his incredible personality, I also thought he was quite attractive and engaging. I’m not sure why it took us so long to exchange numbers after we initially met, but once we did the next time we had class, we became inseparable. Daily texts allowed us to stay in touch, and we quickly grew close. He’s such a nice man, and he always makes me giggle uncontrollably. Anytime I spoke with him, he always made me grin. We begin meeting one other outside of class two weeks into the semester. A couple times we stopped for coffee, and eventually one night we had dinner. Soon after, I began to feel something for him, but I wasn’t sure if he felt the same way. About a month and a half into our acquaintance, he finally asked me out on a date, and I thought my signals were missing the mark. I enthusiastically agreed, and then we agreed on a time and location. I was impatient.