Ended with a bang!

So, it's 5:00pm I've just reached home and have around 30mins to get ready for my next date at the Connaught - Mayfair with Mr Int Banker. I slip into my black evening dress run the GHDs through my hair, redo my makeup & fly out the door. I have around 1hour which isn't too bad to get there. I had never been to the Connaught so this was a treat for me. - Still can't get over the maids aiding me with all I needed to wash my hands in the ladies -

The date went well despite the fact he ran 30mins late. He sent me messages via SA as I don't have an iphone . . . yet. Considering this point I think I waited too long. Alas, he was impressed and I was looking forward to downing a few iced Martini's and take in the splendor of the surroundings.

Overall it was a nice evening, we talked about art, politics, money, human nature but I forgot to mention the money. Anyway, I found his mind quite enthralling and by the end of the evening I felt both mentally stimulated and pretty tipsy. now for the shocker; thanks to my BF the night ended with a hefty bang! I received three missed calls and a threatening text that said bla bla my did you lie? my emotion's soon shifted a notch and before I new it was packing up my things and bringing the otherwise pleasant date to a rapid closure. Mr Int Banker thought it was he's thought. I apologised and simply said it wasn't but there was something I needed to sort out. . . Why oh why did I have to bring my personal life into this? SD paid for my cab and I was out of there ready to face the BF. It turned out to be something very petty and SD has called me since. I hope I'll see him again.