How to savor the moment

So this afternoon, a man I have seen once before is coming over again.
My hope is we will spend the afternoon in bed, then go for a walk and eat fruit or roast chicken before he heads home.
He interests me, and he seems like a great, considerate and fun lover.
Of course, I suppose I should care that I could barely tell you what he does, or who his friends are--but he's nice, he's smart, and he makes me smile.
It's amazing, after all these years, to be in a place where I can pretty much do whatever I want, see whomever I want, set my own rules.
I'm curious where things will go with this man, but I am planning, above all else, to savor the moment.