I have been platonic friends with this guy for about two years, and things veered in the direction of more than that at different times, but the actual turn was never made. Anyway, our contact in the last couple of months has increased greatly, because he asked me to help him sell his basketball season tickets for the playoffs and finals. I agreed, so our telephone and email contact has increased.
When I went to his house a couple of weeks ago to pick up my commission, I stayed and watched the full game with them that night, despite my repeated indications I was going to leave and then being encouraged to stay and hang out by him and his brother. There were some flirtatious yet respectful moves during the conversations that he initiated (grabbing my hand and holding it after a high five, indicating where I could get a tattoo by grazing my side, touching the back of my neck, etc.) and some compliments and innuendos. Just before the game ended, his brother left and I got a little uncomfortable and didn't want anything to happen, because it wasn't a date really. (I wouldn't have let anything happen besides kissing anyway, but I didn't want to be that available for such an impromptu get-together.) So I thanked him for letting me overstay my welcome, and he said I didn't. We hugged good-bye.
Then I was invited to watch another game with them a few nights ago, which I accepted. We all had dinner in front of the T.V., and conversation flowed comfortably among all of us, just like the previous get-together. One thing that was strange is that my guy was sitting on one couch and when I joined him after a while, he soon moved to a chair by himself but still near the couch. There was no other awkwardness, though; I just thought that was a body language clue. A few flirtatious comments were made: such a cute laugh, you could clean my house wearing a French maid's outfit, etc. The evening continued, and his brother left again just before the game ended. I was feeling more comfortable that evening and was relaxed on the couch watching the post-game commentary for a moment when he suddenly turned off the T.V. and went behind me to another couch to pick up my purse to give to me, saying he was going to go to bed! I said I was too after a trip back to where I lived. As I was heading towards the door, he invited me to come over for the next game (which is tomorrow night) and we would have wine. I was trying to process these mixed signals so close together and ended up graciously accepting the invitation and thanking him for dinner that night and so forth. My obvious question is what in the world is happening??? If he didn't invite me back and with wine, I would have felt so rejected with that abrupt way he indicated he wanted me to leave. Yet I still do feel rejected on some level and very confused. Also, I don't want to be known as "Game Girl" and always available because I haven't been before at all, but this seems to be an opener into uncharted territory for us. Please share your thoughts/opinions on this soon!