So last Saturday, after work I head out to a club with a group of my friends. It was one of my guy's girlfriend's birthday celebration, so I tag along to this small club in downtown. Anyways, my group gets there a bit late, 12 am, and the birthday girl and my buddy have a table and everything. Bottle service. Girls. Guys. I see a lot of my bros there, I say what's up, have a drink and just vibe to the music. (I am a horrible dancer, but I can chill out and move to the music and be comfortable in my skin).
Anyway, I'm just chilling and vibing to the music and I see across the dance floor this girl, fairly tall, 5'8 (175 cm) and quite beautiful. She's wearing this black dress that reveals her back in a v-shape taper sitting a few inches above her ass. She has long, bleached blonde hair, and she looks mixed race (White and Asian). She is very slender, but quite elegant looking.
I usually don't scan the room, I let my eyes kind of sit above the crowd and I let my peripheral vision sort of take everything in. I immediately notice her gazing in my direction and I return her gaze and hold it for a second, and I look away to the side ever so slightly, giving her a small smile. She seems intrigued but I look away and give my attention to the rest of my crew.
Over the next few minutes, she inches closer with her group, a guy and a girl, who seem to be together. She appears to be their third wheel, from what I gathered. Basically, I exchange eye contact with her and flirt with my eyes and my smile. I'm just having fun at this point. I know she wants to dance. She eventually motions me over with her arm, with a come hither gesture, and I give her a wink and I inch closer to her, but I'm still standing behind the velvet rope by the tables.
She hovers even closer to my group, stepping away from her friends, getting ever so closer. I pretend not to see her, in good jest, and I move closer to her, but just as I'm about to close the gap and lift the velvet rope, some guy comes in and swoops her up for a dance. She gives me a look and I just shrug my shoulders and give her a smirk.
She's a really good dancer. I watch her twirl around a bit with the guy, who seems enamored with her, but she keeps her eyes locked on me. The guy is trying really hard to keep her engaged but she keeps looking at me with a look of frustration. I tease her with my eye contact with a very amused look on my face. She can't take it anymore and actually tells the guy she's going to dance with me and she reaches out to offer her hand to me. I grab the hand and my friends, who were watching this whole time, lift the velvet rope for me and I slide onto the dance floor with her. We dance for close to an hour, and I'm gripping her waist, being very dominant, pulling her in, but I also let her lead and dance for me at times.
I'm very honest with her. I tell her I'm not much of a dancer, and we shoot the breeze, exchanging names, and throwing in a little teasing and banter. As the DJ started winding down his setlist, I talk with her a little more and I tell her I'd like to see her again, and I ask for her number. We exchange contacts and I give her a squeeze and I let her get back to her friends.
I text her about 30 minutes later with a "pleasure to meet you, have a good night" to which she responds, "nice meeting you too, have a good night, too".
The next day, I text her in the afternoon:
Rusty: "Hey I had a lot of fun last night. You are an amazing dancer"
Girl: "I had a good time dancing with you too."
Girl: "and thank you
"
Rusty: "as much as I like dancing with, i'd also enjoy grabbing a bite or a drink together with you"
(about 5 hours later)
Girl: "yeah that would be cool"
(I text back 20 min later)
Rusty: "great. what would be a good day for you to meet?"
(almost immediately, like 2 min later)
Girl: "i'm sorry but i can't meet for a bit because i have visitors from out of town. I'll let you know when I'm free tho."
Rusty: "yeah no worries"
So that was last Sunday. I haven't texted her since. I've chopped it up to her not being that interested, which could be for a myriad of reasons. My gut is saying this is a lost cause, but I'd like a second opinion about this. Is this salvageable? I'm feeling that she's just giving me an excuse to let me down politely. Or do you think she is legitimately busy and is not giving me a counterproposal on a time or day because she genuinely doesn't know when her schedule is free?
Again, I'm prepared to walk away from this. My gut is telling me that she's not interested anymore, or was just feeling it that night, but has changed her mind since. Any thoughts? Suggestions on how you would proceed? Or should I just delete and on to the next one? Your thoughts are greatly appreciated.
Anyway, I'm just chilling and vibing to the music and I see across the dance floor this girl, fairly tall, 5'8 (175 cm) and quite beautiful. She's wearing this black dress that reveals her back in a v-shape taper sitting a few inches above her ass. She has long, bleached blonde hair, and she looks mixed race (White and Asian). She is very slender, but quite elegant looking.
I usually don't scan the room, I let my eyes kind of sit above the crowd and I let my peripheral vision sort of take everything in. I immediately notice her gazing in my direction and I return her gaze and hold it for a second, and I look away to the side ever so slightly, giving her a small smile. She seems intrigued but I look away and give my attention to the rest of my crew.
Over the next few minutes, she inches closer with her group, a guy and a girl, who seem to be together. She appears to be their third wheel, from what I gathered. Basically, I exchange eye contact with her and flirt with my eyes and my smile. I'm just having fun at this point. I know she wants to dance. She eventually motions me over with her arm, with a come hither gesture, and I give her a wink and I inch closer to her, but I'm still standing behind the velvet rope by the tables.
She hovers even closer to my group, stepping away from her friends, getting ever so closer. I pretend not to see her, in good jest, and I move closer to her, but just as I'm about to close the gap and lift the velvet rope, some guy comes in and swoops her up for a dance. She gives me a look and I just shrug my shoulders and give her a smirk.
She's a really good dancer. I watch her twirl around a bit with the guy, who seems enamored with her, but she keeps her eyes locked on me. The guy is trying really hard to keep her engaged but she keeps looking at me with a look of frustration. I tease her with my eye contact with a very amused look on my face. She can't take it anymore and actually tells the guy she's going to dance with me and she reaches out to offer her hand to me. I grab the hand and my friends, who were watching this whole time, lift the velvet rope for me and I slide onto the dance floor with her. We dance for close to an hour, and I'm gripping her waist, being very dominant, pulling her in, but I also let her lead and dance for me at times.
I'm very honest with her. I tell her I'm not much of a dancer, and we shoot the breeze, exchanging names, and throwing in a little teasing and banter. As the DJ started winding down his setlist, I talk with her a little more and I tell her I'd like to see her again, and I ask for her number. We exchange contacts and I give her a squeeze and I let her get back to her friends.
I text her about 30 minutes later with a "pleasure to meet you, have a good night" to which she responds, "nice meeting you too, have a good night, too".
The next day, I text her in the afternoon:
Rusty: "Hey I had a lot of fun last night. You are an amazing dancer"
Girl: "I had a good time dancing with you too."
Girl: "and thank you
Rusty: "as much as I like dancing with, i'd also enjoy grabbing a bite or a drink together with you"
(about 5 hours later)
Girl: "yeah that would be cool"
(I text back 20 min later)
Rusty: "great. what would be a good day for you to meet?"
(almost immediately, like 2 min later)
Girl: "i'm sorry but i can't meet for a bit because i have visitors from out of town. I'll let you know when I'm free tho."
Rusty: "yeah no worries"
So that was last Sunday. I haven't texted her since. I've chopped it up to her not being that interested, which could be for a myriad of reasons. My gut is saying this is a lost cause, but I'd like a second opinion about this. Is this salvageable? I'm feeling that she's just giving me an excuse to let me down politely. Or do you think she is legitimately busy and is not giving me a counterproposal on a time or day because she genuinely doesn't know when her schedule is free?
Again, I'm prepared to walk away from this. My gut is telling me that she's not interested anymore, or was just feeling it that night, but has changed her mind since. Any thoughts? Suggestions on how you would proceed? Or should I just delete and on to the next one? Your thoughts are greatly appreciated.