Dating : My First Date With a Flat Earth Supporter

h2>Dating : My First Date With a Flat Earth Supporter

I anxiously tapped my fingers on the wooden table in front of me.

Where is he? It’s been almost 15 minutes.

Focusing on the front door of the restaurant, I patiently waited for his familiar face to walk through. If he looked anything like his photo on Tinder, I should be able to spot him right away.

A tall, handsome man wearing a crisp white button-up shirt walked in. Even from across the room, I could see the shimmering glow of his crystal blue eyes.

My jaw dropped. He was absolutely stunning.

Raising my hand in the air, I sheepishly signaled for him to come over. I could feel the blood rushing to my cheeks, delicately painting them red with excitement.

“Hi, I’m Jake,” the handsome made said giving me a hug. “It’s nice to finally meet you.”

I couldn’t help but stare at him while he studied the menu. Even with a furrowed brow, he looked gorgeous. Like a model. Maybe one of those dudes who model Calvin Klein undies on giant billboards in Times Square? No, on second thought, he looked more like a young politician. That perfectly sculpted jaw. Those impeccably white teeth. That soft tuft of brown hair you could run your fingers through all night long.

Salivating, I imagined what his body looked like under his shirt.

He peered at me over the menu, “Did you decide what you wanted to drink? I was thinking about ordering a bottle of Montepulciano — if you wanted to share. It’s a very aromatic wine from the heart of Tuscany. Have you ever been to Italy before?”

Holy shit. Not only was this man absolutely mouthwatering, but he also knew a thing or two about wine. A handsome man ordering wine is my weakness.

As we sipped the peppery-red alcohol, our conversation started to flow. Jake told me about growing up in New England, where he majored in business and spent his first few years after college working as a banker. He told me about his older sister (a wedding photographer), his younger brother (still in high school), and his best friend Todd (who manages a bar down the street).

With every word he uttered, I felt myself falling more and more. He was slowly charming the pants right off of me. In my head, I contemplated where we would have our honeymoon and what we would name our first-born child.

Then, Jake mentioned his recent trip to Argentina.

“While I was down there, I thought about taking one of those last-minute cruise boats to Antarctica. I mean, I was already so close, it would have been a shame to travel that far and not get the chance to see it!” he exclaimed.

Wow. And he’s well-traveled.

He continued, “I just needed to see the ice barrier for myself.”

I was instantly intrigued. After all, I’ve never met anyone who’s ever been to Antarctica. I asked him to explain more about the ice barrier and what there was for tourists to do there.

“No silly,” he stated shaking his head. “The ice barrier that surrounds the earth. You know, the one that prevents people from falling off the edge. Because the earth is flat.”

Cocking my head, I stared into his deep blue eyes and repeated his words in my head.

Because. The. Earth. Is. Flat.

Oh fuck.

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