It wasn't his nice white teeth.
Or his beautiful eyes.
Or his baby face. Truth be told...I'm jealous of his baby's bootay smooth skin!
Or curly locks. Even if I am a big sucker for curls.
It wasn't his 6'1 frame. Although I do love that he's taller than me.
Nor was it his wry humor. He does keep me laughing.
We actually had a real live date night last week.
Not the cheering at a baseball game kind either. Although for the record...Grams keeping Trevy & Bri so we can sit on the bleachers and actually watch the game is one of our fave things to do!
But this one was the real deal. We got all dressed up. Had a gift certificate to a fancy shmancy open air seaside place too!
We arrived a bit early for our reservation and decided instead of waiting in the bar...to go for a stroll by the water.
The air was warm. The sun low on the horizon. I wore my little black dress. Jonathan matched. Except in guy clothes. We were holding hands and talking. My hair is long now. I like it better short. But alas - the ease of a ponytail. I'd curled and let it loose for our date. In a rare moment of guy observation...Jonathan noticed. And said...
::picture the scene: two 30 something lovebirds standing on a cliff overlooking the sun setting bay...the last rays making my curly highlights sparkle::
I didn't know you had Country Singer hair!
So much for romance!
Nope...it wasn't his suave way with words either!
But it was a whole mix of things not easily described that drew me to him. All the other stuff is just the icing on top!