You want more?

Than more you shall have. Here are the details on Date #4b.

Mr. Coffee left work early on Friday so that I could drive down to his house before evening traffic got bad (I took Friday off to hang out with my mom, so I was not constrained by work hours). And then he asked me to call when I got within a couple of blocks of his house so that he could be waiting outside for me.

His place is comfortable and welcoming, but clearly the Home of a Guy. He has a view of Costco. He is less organized than I would have guessed he would be. He has a huge flat screen TV and a fancy computer. No books! Not much stuff in general. Stuff drives me crazy. I like some minimalism in my life.

I was nervous. "Why do I make you nervous?" he asked. "Because I like you. If I didn't like you, I wouldn't care."

There was wine. There was cheese. He would put cheese on crackers for me and tell me in detail what each cheese was. I found that adorable. There was a fireplace! There was much talking: Peace Corps stories, stories of what we were like in high school.

Kissing ensued. There was a brief discussion about how it was about dinnertime, but we agreed that dinner could wait.

Dinner waited. Dinner waited quite a while.

Eventually there was dinner. Dinner was delicious. It involved chicken and preserved lemons. Preserved lemons! Yum. People who cook with preserved lemons are not messing around.

There was a lot more talking at dinner. In fact, he did most of the talking at dinner. I learned a lot about him, and after feeling like I'd often monopolized the conversation, it was nice to sit back and listen.

He made me a coffee after dinner, which involved a lot of effort because I wanted decaf and he thought he didn't have any, but after a lot of digging around he found some, and the details of why it took forever to make it are boring, but the point is that he went the extra mile and I appreciated it.

We went to bed by 10:00 p.m. And we were both asleep by 10:30. Wild! Crazy! I know! Insanity.

He seriously has the World's Most Comfortable Bed. "I love this bed. I am going to invite myself over a lot to sleep in this bed," I said. "The invitation is always open," he replied.

He is a snuggly sleeper. He does not snore. He has perfect pillows. I slept really, really well.

Of course, I woke up at 6:00 a.m. because I always wake up at 6:00. I enjoyed not getting out of bed. At 6:30 Mr. Coffee's BlackBerry went off and he leapt to attention like he'd heard a gunshot. That made me laugh.

At 7:00, we got up long enough for him to make us cappuccinos which we proceeded to drink in bed while playing games on his iPhone. We are both competitive.

He had to leave at 8:30 to go pick up his daughters for the day and I needed to get back to Maddie and Riley. We walked out together. We'll see each other sometime this week, then he leaves for almost two weeks for a work trip. Bummer. Absence makes the heart grow fonder?