Jesse made time out of his work schedule to take me to Friday lunch. That made me feel special. We decided to meet at Qudoba which was not far from CY. We hadn't seen each other all week. Even though we talked on the phone and made time to text and flirt with each other when we were apart, I was excited to see him. I pulled up to the parking lot and did not see his car in the parking lot yet. So I waited a minute with anticipation until I saw his car pull up. I got out of the car and waited in the parking lot for him to park. I was hoping to see the same Jesse I'd seen on our other dates and on the phone and I did. He got out of his car and then I saw him grab something from the car. It was a single rose in a vase. The white rose was colored teal, to represent my favorite color. I smiled ear to ear and gave him a big hug. This simple gesture filled my heart with joy and made me feel special. I love that he was paying attention to me and what I liked and he made time to get me that flower even though he had a lot of other things going on. It made me feel like a priority and like he thought of me even when I wasn't around. It wasn't too much. It was just right. A little something to show he cared about me and wanted to pursue me more, but not too much that I felt love bombed. I remember he got really sad when I told him I applied for a job in Omaha Nebraska during the week. He cried at the thought of loosing me. I remember being kind of scared that he might be a bit a head of himself and that I wasn't ready for that kind of love yet. The rose made me feel the right amount of steps forward. It reassured me that all was going well. :)

I then put the flower in my car and we walked into the restaurant together. Walking into the restaurant I wondered what we'd order and if I would order first, who would pay. He was a gentleman and didn't make me guess. Taking care of it and letting me order first. It was stress free from there.

We both ordered a burrito bowl. We have some similar choices in food. Except Jesse LOVES spicy more than me.  He paid for lunch and we found a nice table in the back corner where we sat on the same side of the table and flirted, talked, and enjoyed looking into each others eyes. He told me that Abby got her own apartment so she would be taking the kids there now instead of seeing them at his house. I remember him being really excited about the change. I remember feeling slightly guilty because I had expressed my distaste for Abby coming to his house to tuck the kids in. It made me feel uncomfortable having her still in the space where he lived. I felt bad that my dislike for having her over had made him uncomfortable with her coming over because I was. I didn't want to get in the way of his kids getting what they needed. I was conflicted because I also felt good about his excitement for us being able to move forward more with this news.