Date in DC

Last night I had a date ith a friend of a friend. He is from Philly and he met me when he visited my friend in KY and went to Riverhouse Prom. I also met him when he came to pick me up to bring me to the Jersey shore for 4th of July weekend (just a few hours after I got into the DC area and unpacked).

He took me to Georgetown to a nice restaurant in Georgetown with white linen table cloths and nothing under $20 on the menu. After dinner, we walked around and explored some shops, then got icecream and walked down by the river. He got me home around 9:30pm and it was a nice evening overall.

However, when we got back to my place, his car wouldn't start and it began to pour buckets. It was exactly like a torrential downpour in Florida, almost hurricane-like. Eventually we got his car started, but then my battery was drained and he couldn't get mine started again. It was still raining and I was in my PJs watching from the apartment stairwell and eating cereal. I felt bad and so offered the couch in my apartment to him. He spent the night and tried to get my car started in the morning. Miracle of miracles, my car started in the morning. Apparently, due to the rain and darkness and stress, he hadn't connected my battery correctly to the cables the night before when he had tried to jump it.

He offered to drive me to the metro so I did not have to take the bus, since I had let him sleep on the couch and he didn't have work that day.

I might see him this weekend. I am thinking about driving to Philly Saturday evening and going to church with him on Sunday morning. He is an outgoing kind of guy who seems to be the life of the party and is always doing crazy stuff. At the same time, he is a devoted Christian and has no problem speaking about his personal relationship with Christ or the changes that God is making in him. He also is a pre-law student, wants to be a constitutional lawyer, and pays for a lot himself (car, gas, insurance, enterntainment, etc). I wish he was a little more in shape. He is kind of on the heavy-side.

My mom says to give it 6 dates and then make a decision. I am definitely on the fence. I don't feel any crazy magnetism towards him or desire to be physically intimate with him, but idk if that's a sign of much. I just don't want to lead him on though.