Phew!

I didn't have to cook!

I beat him in bowling (of course)
I beat him in tennis (it was close though)
I beat him in golf (Gorgeous H... I did, and it counted as homework!)

We drew the line there... although I was tempted to try boxing too!

We actually had a fantastic evening, and even though I beat him in all the games he didn't seem to mind! And he can cook... proper food with proper ingredients :)

And as I'm blogging this at a respectable hour, you can safely assume there's been no pressure for him to stay... so still not needy, desperate, or clingy. Could this be a completely normal bloke?