Don't tell...

I had a business trip this week to Houston, TX. I finished early one afternoon and made a call. Three and a half hours later I met him at his office. My heart skipped a beat as I saw him walk towards me in his jeans and workboots. (a shirt too). He looked good. I met his coworkers and saw the site. His coworkers all said, "you do exist." They knew my name. He talks about me. That's a good sign. We went to his townhouse. I met his roommates. They were nice. We snuck up to his room. I giggled. It felt weird to be in his bachelor pad (and it was a bachelor pad-no sign of a woman's touch, clothes everywhere) but it was exciting at the same time. We went to dinner and then snuck back to his room. I don't think his roommates saw me. I snuck out the next morning at 4 am to get back to my business trip. I felt like I might get in trouble for meeting him there...please don't tell on me, I don't want my mom to be mad at me.