I'm going to leave the other fork in this story be for right now and we will come back to that, because we have more pressing time-sensitive matters at hand. This update picks up at about 10AM.
Stacy and I woke up, though I didn't really sleep a whole hell of a lot after Kate got back and woke me up again. I have to get home (about 2 hours from Kate's place) to get my kids and then we have to drive another 45 minutes to do some experiments for my son's science project

I walk Stacy to her car and give her a hug (THERE it is

) and a kiss and said I would text her later and we departed.
I text her later to make sure she made it home safe because it was pouring rain and she said she did and that she was glad to have met me and had a great time with me. I agreed with her sentiments and said that we should do something together again soon. She said: "I'd like that."
We texted intermittently Sunday night and Monday, mostly just small talk and a few tongue-in-cheek references to Sunday AM's activities. I devise a plan for a date. She lives about an hour and a half from me, and about half way to her town is another little decent sized town. We will call it Cougartown. My plan was to meet Friday for lunch and spend a few hours together a cool little bar/restaurant there before I had to go pick up my kids from school that afternoon. I had no idea what her work schedule was though, so I just start off by asking if she was off Friday. She said she could be.

Before I could even suggest Cougartown, she, seemingly on the same wavelength, says "I could meet you in Cougartown."

I suggested the place I had in mind and she says great, that she had been there before. We agree on a time and the date is set.
Back to the small talk. She had asked me previously how Kate and I became friends, and I had told her we actually met on Tinder

so she had been giving me #### about Tinder for a while, and we traded a few lighthearted jabs back and forth. She mentioned that she had never used Tinder and that she really hadn't been interested in anyone in quite a while, but she found me interesting.

When I asked why, she said because I seemed like a genuinely nice guy

and that I was easy to talk to and she thought we could have endless conversations, and she liked the way I kissed.

I told her that her kissing game was pretty good too, but I needed to make sure it wasn't a fluke, to be completely sure. She laughed and we traded a few more jabs. She said something like "I just don't want you to disappoint me" and I said "I'll try not to." She replies "You did well. You made me want more. Lots more."

I said "good" and we chat a bit more and then, completely out of scope of the conversation, I get this text: "I'm getting a room in Cougartown Friday" :chills: So as not to give away the fact I'm doing cartwheels around the room and thanking the sweet cougar heavens that I didn't blow my opportunity, I fire back "am I invited? Or is that for your Tinder date after you have lunch with me?" Her: "You"
We've texted a bit throughout the week and have both indicated we are looking forward to Friday.
Oh yes. This is happening. I have a feeling it's going to be an epic Friday night.