I have good intentions to write. I swear that I do. And since I never write, I know at this point, no one reads anyway. But darn it, I have news. So I'm finally writing.
I have a great excuse for not writing in the last nine days at least. I met someone. And the week before that, I was too busy trying to actually meet him and talk to him that I have a good excuse for not writing then too. And then he gave me his number and asked me to dinner and I've been busy getting to know him and haven't had time to write it all down.
I met someone honest, funny, smart, interesting, and not to be ignored, incredibly sexy. He's amazing. It's silly because we've really only known each other for a few weeks, but so far, so good.
He makes me laugh and smile and makes me feel so darn irresistible and unable-to-resist all at the same time. He makes his fingers dance across the skin at the back of my neck and I get shivers down my spine. When he jumps up to greet me as I enter the room, I cannot help but grin at the dimples that spring to his smile. He's truly interested in me and what's going on inside of my brain and in return, I cannot take my eyes off of him and hang on to every word while he lets me into his world. Even when I say the silly things that come out of my mouth most of the time, his eyes twinkle in a manner that proves he's not amused with how silly I am but rather in awe that I'm gifting him with such silly thoughts.
In a word, I'm smitten.
And the best part about it? He doesn't have to try and I don't have to try and somehow it just works.
Here's hoping that it keeps on working. Because he's only spent the night twice and I'm already cold and lonely in my bed while he's not here.
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You sound so happy, and that makes me happy! How exciting. I'm glad you found a boy- is he a cowboy?? Yeehaw!
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