So I just found out that my ex had a baby recently. Here’s a little story about me and the new dad.
When we were in college, we met through a common friend and instantly hit it off and he took my number. After that we talked or chatted into a few mornings before he asked me out. He knew a place with the best pizza in town. Turns out this place was a summer house his parents used, a little dusty from little visit at the time. But he had prepared a cozy balcony spot with lights and a bunch of messy flowers between our wine glasses. The balcony overlooked a view of the mountains and there was a big moon in view.
After a pleasant dinner, he sat next to me and moved me over to rest my head on his shoulder, while he rubbed his arm across my body to keep me warm from the night chill. Eventually I looked up to his face and we kissed. He used much more tongue than I would have liked but he turned out to be fast adaptive and coachable. He put his hands exactly where and how I liked and I ended up staying the night asleep between his arms.