* UPDATE* **
Just to let y'all know that having spent 3 weeks with my phone number on a piece of paper inside my purse in case I saw him with the well practiced words "do you want to go for a drink sometime, here's my number" in my head, I got a bit bored of waiting.
So, when taking DS for a bike ride near The Guy's place of work, I summons the courage to go and ask him. Which I did. Handed over the somewhat battered piece of paper (with my name on, you know, in case he gets a dozen phone numbers every day) and kinda legged it.
Then I waited.
Two nights passed and I heard nothing. I went to bed the second night and text my friend agreeing with her that he would not now be in touch....
When I woke up, upon checking my phone for the time, I had two messages from a mystery number sent the previous evening (past my bedtime) from The Guy. Apologising for texting so late, I had totally taken him by surprise coming to his work and TWO KISSES! I could have died! He's free today - am I free today?
The text exchange that morning didn't really tell me very much other than that his Saturdays aren't very busy. Yes, I was free and so we met for a walk.
During the EIGHT HOURS that followed, I learned that he's fancied me for ages too. I must say that I was quite cross that it had taken me so long to pluck up the courage to ask him out when he's also liked me for so long and couldn't he have asked me?? Apparently, he doesn't ask girls out - I think he's a bit shy with that kind of thing.
I finally let him leave me at 9.15pm when I could prolong the walk no longer!
So thank you for all of your support and encouragement - it definitely paid off!!