Post-meti�r Conversations
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mso-bidi-font-family:"Century Gothic";color:black'>What should I do tonight
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mso-bidi-font-family:"Century Gothic";color:black'>I know Clay would be a good
guy to... help me get rid of what I want to get rid of (insert V word here) and
well... I mean he likes me and stuff, but I don't want to use him either. And
most guys will not go through a hassle of deflowering girls one time and then
bye-bye. And I don't know what his intentions are, and I don't want to have a relationship now.
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mso-bidi-font-family:"Century Gothic";color:black'>I will tell him during the
night that I don't want any relationships and I don't want boyfriends right now
or anything. And then when the time to say goodbyes comes, let's see what
happens.
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mso-bidi-font-family:"Century Gothic";color:black'>It’s not a date… but he is a
guy after all…
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mso-bidi-font-family:"Century Gothic";color:black'>“Next time I’m taking you to
Camden Arms—I didn't know you were into the whole jazz bar thing.”
mso-bidi-font-family:"Century Gothic";color:black'>“It depends on my mood; I
like everything, you know... one night could be a jazz bar the next I could be
up to rave three days in a row... it just depends...”
mso-bidi-font-family:"Century Gothic";color:black'>We were in front of my door
calling it a night. I had said the things I wanted to say...
let's see if he got the message.
mso-bidi-font-family:"Century Gothic";color:black'>“Well then... good night,
mso-bidi-font-family:"Century Gothic";color:black'>“Yeah...” Ok I have to do
something. I put my arms in the air as if asking for a hug. He smiled, his blue
eyes almost closing, and gave it to me. “You are the sweetest guy... I take
back the dog thing.”
mso-bidi-font-family:"Century Gothic";color:black'>“That's good news... I’m not
doing too bad then...”
mso-bidi-font-family:"Century Gothic";color:black'>“You know it's not that I
don't... you know...”
mso-bidi-font-family:"Century Gothic";color:black'>“Really?”
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mso-bidi-font-family:"Century Gothic";color:black'>“Yeah...” We are still
hugging. “You work here, that’s not good… it’s uncomfortable…”
mso-bidi-font-family:"Century Gothic";color:black'>“Best news I’ve heard this
month, anyway.”
mso-bidi-font-family:"Century Gothic";color:black'>I chuckled. He did too a
little.
mso-bidi-font-family:"Century Gothic";color:black'>“So ok... what about... a
non-compromise, very little, goodnight kiss... so little you won't even
notice...”
mso-bidi-font-family:"Century Gothic";color:black'>I smiled.
mso-bidi-font-family:"Century Gothic";color:black'>“And I won't call tomorrow
or ever... zero commitment...”
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mso-bidi-font-family:"Century Gothic";color:black'>I put my head back a bit,
enough as to not look at him in the eye before kissing him. And so I did.
mso-bidi-font-family:"Century Gothic";color:black'>He kissed me back softly; I
could tell he was surprised. His arms brought me even closer to him by my waist
and next thing, the wall was behind me. His hands groped my waist softly but
never inappropriately. My hands moved up and down his arms and then to his
hair, trying to... kind of give him a CLUE, but he was being good. Too good for
my taste; this is not the time to be a proper gentleman.
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mso-bidi-font-family:"Century Gothic";color:black'>He slowly ended the kiss but
after all those thoughts I felt bad looking at him in the eye. So instead of
guilty I just acted shy. He smiled a little smile... and then sighed.
mso-bidi-font-family:"Century Gothic";color:black'>“Thank you...” He whispered.
mso-bidi-font-family:"Century Gothic";color:black'>“Don't thank me...”
mso-bidi-font-family:"Century Gothic";color:black'>“I'll see you tomorrow...
sleep tight.”
mso-bidi-font-family:"Century Gothic";color:black'>“...ok... you too...”
his pockets. I stood there for a moment. I can't believe this!
mso-bidi-font-family:"Century Gothic";color:black'>“Maybe it was for the
better...” A deep male voice came from the shadows.
mso-bidi-font-family:"Century Gothic";color:black'>“Get lost—.”
mso-bidi-font-family:"Century Gothic";color:black'>“That looked somewhat clumsy…
I can only imagine then—.”
mso-bidi-font-family:"Century Gothic";color:black'>“Tch...
the door.
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mso-bidi-font-family:"Century Gothic";color:black'>I walked inside my room
towards the fridge and got a beer.
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mso-bidi-font-family:"Century Gothic";color:black'>...the monster does have a
point; I tried not to compare but... I couldn't help it.