We met on a dancefloor.
He had come with mutual friends, and, somehow, dancing with the group, the tall curly-haired Dutchman and I fell into a playful double act. Mirroring each other’s hammy moves, communicating only through movement. Wordlessly, in true meet-cute style, our orbit spun closer. He was leaning down, l was stretching up. No awkwardness, no nose bumping. Just a smooth, transition. Two to one.
We went home together that night, and talked all the next morning. About books and writing and philosophy. I confessed to being terrified of maths; he wanted to show me how beautiful logic could be. That first day, my new lover beamed down at me before he hopped on the number 19 tram.
“Let’s make plans,” he said. “Something better than dinner and a movie.” So we agreed to see each other the following day. To lie in bed and read and work each other out.
But neither of us was looking for anything permanent. I was negotiating an ill-defined long-distance relationship, and he had a girlfriend back in the Netherlands… where he would return in less than six months. We laid that on the table from the start. It wasn’t cheating; both of us had agreed with our long-distance lovers that it was best to see other people. Honesty was our default.
There was also a big age gap. After a few perplexing comments, I took a closer look at the steady man I’d assumed was in his early thirties, just a few years younger than me. “How old are you?” I finally asked him. He batted the question back. I looked at his wide lips and direct gaze. “How old do you think I am?”
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My hubby is 16 years younger than me and we have been married for 30 years! I don't look my age and he looks older than his age so that's why we have not had comments. Friends know but would not dare comment. But apart from that even if we looked mismatched why would anyone comment it's none of their business really. We are both highly educated. I don't know if that has anything to do with anything but just saying...............
For us it was just a matter of falling for each other although in the very beginning we did not know the other's age. I had a feeling he was younger but did not know by how much. We did not fight it and knew we wanted to be together.