I've discovered something interesting. I was invited to the inauguration of a couple art shows two weeks ago. My cute co-worker was going and so was my boss and other pseudo friends so I decided to tag along. Free food, free alcohol, why not? oh yeah and art ;-)
I went on my own hoping that my co-worker would be there alone too. He wasn't, he brought his girlfriend along. I was not disappointed much because it was enlightening and interesting. I found that he isn't touchy feely with me when his girlfriend is around. I kinda figured he was like that with everyone all the time. But he's not. His girlfriend looked at me funny when I touched his elbow to get his attention at one point. He didn't socialise with me much at all.
All in all I like her, she's a little shy, almost aloof, but when I got talking to her I found that she has the same sense of humour I do.
It was unfortunate that she was there though in a certain sense because I was half hoping to get drunk with him and have some flirty fun. But that was obviously not on the agenda with her there.
At work comments continue and he often tempts me and I tempt him. It's becoming something of a bad habit. Sooner or later someone is going to say something.
When we go to lunch together he always sits next to me now. Today though I noticed that he kept his arm touching mine. I don't normally notice things like this, I feel like a teenager saying this, but there was a lot of intention in that placing. We both kept our arms on the table touching, but just barely brushing. Neither of us moved. When he would move away to get his phone or a pen, he would move his arm right back where it was. We weren't in the least crowded or cramped into the space either, we had a lot of space around us to move but we both kept our arms there intentionally. We both need the physical contact.
If we keep going down this road, we're going to end up regretting something... or not, but it will get messy.
I think I might tell him that one of these days I'm going to jump on him if he keeps tempting me. It'll be one of those jokes non joke. Like the one I said today: "I've had too much garlic people, no kisses please!"
And he yelled out: "Nooooo, darned it."
The whole thing, especially thinking about his arm touching mine, makes my tummy jump.