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I went out with a guy for the first time last night. He did kiss me at the end of the night. I was thinking back, and there have been very few times that a guy kissed me at the end of the night that we didn't go out again. This made me think about nonverbal communication. Is it true when a guy kisses you at the end of the night that there is a good chance you will get another date.

So I’ve been chatting to this guy that I met online, but I’ve never actually met him in person yet.

I just went on a solo holiday there, and on my first day he’d texted me to say he’d miss me and that he hoped I’d have a great time with a ❤️ and xxx. I didn’t respond to the message when I was away, but texted today to say I’d returned home. He immediately loved my response and told me he’d missed me and then asked what I did during my holiday.

I just don’t feel like I missed him, if anything the holiday was a welcome break from the immediate replying to every message I send. I thought I might have liked him to begin with but the over enthusiasm is feeling a bit too much.

He also has four kids and is in the middle of a separation from his wife, and they’re both bitter towards each other. Which in ways I also feel is too much. Am I wrong or terrible for feeling that way?

For context, my brother has been dating his girlfriend, P, for two years. I absolutely adore P—she’s like the sister I never had. Long before they began dating, however, I met her brother, T. He and I are in the same grade, only about six months apart in age.

I first met T in seventh grade, when he was still a bit of a “geeky” guy. By the middle of eighth grade, I had my first boyfriend and met P for the first time around Thanksgiving. Back in seventh grade, I had a small crush on T, but it was nothing I ever considered acting on.

During freshman year, T and I had science together and started talking occasionally. I began to realize I still liked him. As our siblings grew closer, so did we. Whenever we passed each other in the hallways, we would exchange smiles—he has the cutest dimples when he smiles.

By the end of freshman year, I wanted to ask for his number, but I was too nervous. He was talking to someone at the time, and I didn’t want to overstep boundaries; if I were in that girl’s position, I wouldn’t want him giving out his number to other girls.

I hadn’t seen him for about three months until today, when we had back-to-school night. He was there with a friend, and he smiled at me like no time had passed. Later, he came over to my house because he, my brother, and P were going to the lake. When I saw him, my heart skipped several beats. I tried to keep my cool, distracting myself by making cookies and watching a show.

I don’t know if he’s dating or talking to anyone. If he’s not, I’m wondering if I should ask for his number and get to know him better. Before pursuing anything, I would make sure P was comfortable with it, because the last thing I’d want is to betray her trust or cross a boundary in our friendship.