Put him in his place...on the ladder.

I'm a bit nervous that Mraz Lover will find out about this blog, because I was stupid enough to tell him I was writing one. But if I can be honest and tell him I write a dating blog, I can be honest and tell you about the date.

Jay was the only housemate awake when I returned home. My sweet, reliable and absurdly nice Jay. He'd stayed up just to make sure I was okay (read: breathing and hadn't been chopped into little pieces and put into Mraz Lover's refrigerator).

"How was it?" He asked. I silently passed him a piece of paper I'd been scribbling on in the cab on the way home.

Guy: Mraz Lover

Date: 4.5 hours of drinks and dinner. He paid for everything but one drink. Gave me his business card at the end and suggested I contact him if I wanted to.

Conversation: Brilliant. He's a huge (and fast) talker. Has adorable way of cocking his head to a side intently when he listens to you. Shocked when we found out 3 hours had flown by and we hadn't even noticed. Super interesting conversation. Found it a little odd when he generally agreed with me on everything. Discovered I like someone challenging me a bit more.

Chemistry: He seemed a bit nervous. Made some great calls which made me chuckle. Have had better chemistry before though. He wasn't comfortable enough to engage in heavy flirtation. Which is how I roll.

Attractiveness: He was cute. Slightly teddy bear like. Appears more mature than guys I normally meet, but has boyish, earnest face. Wanted him to stop running his hand through his hair. Sadly, didn't feel like running my hands through it myself. Not that he doesn't have nice hair. He does. But I just didn't feel like jumping him.

Conclusion: 4.5 hour date with a cute guy and fantastic conversation? Pretty damn good. But he was a bit too agreeable and nice. Probably just first-date sweetness. Missed some of the naughty cheekiness and flirtation I live for. Had wit though. But something else I can't quite put my finger on...

Jay looked up from the paper, his face puzzled. "So, are you-"

"You," I blurted out, as it suddenly dawned on me. "He reminds me of you."

So. I have an amazing friendship with my housemate Jay, without any sexual attraction whatsoever. I can imagine having the exact same thing with Mraz Lover – but I don't want to judge too quickly yet. At the moment, Mraz Lover's tenuously hanging between the "friends" ladder and the "real" ladder (see ladder theory).

Should I go on a second date with Mraz Lover, to test things further? Vote on right hand side of the blog:

1. Go on another date. Put him on the "real" ladder for now.

2. Don't go on another date. Put him on the "friends" ladder.

3. Other – please explain in comments.