Cheese

Things with John are good. We’re still dating, went to the cinema on Thursday, he indulged me by taking me to see the great gatsby. What I wouldn’t give to have lived in the 20s, the glamour and style of it all is right up my street.

Friday night he came to my house, met my mum and dad briefly, then we had proper cuddles in bed in front of the tv, million pound drop, and graham norton, just chilling, laughing a lot.

Today, he got a new car which he wanted to show off. He didn’t want to interrupt Father’s Day, but we’re not an overly sentimental family so I said I could play out. We’d given dad his card and present, and he’d gone off to see my grandad. John’s dad died when he was just a baby, kidney cancer. Caught too late, almost thirty years ago, and he died within weeks of finding out. We grabbed lunch, then came back to mine for more cuddles. He chatted cars with my dad for ages, I wandered off to find my mum and we were giggling at the two of them going on.

We seem to have slipped into a little groove of our own, no pressure, no stress, enjoying each date and building towards something more permanent. I’m not going anywhere, he’s not going anywhere, it’s nice to just enjoy his company. It’s nice to take our time, and not rush. We’ve fooled about but haven’t slept together yet. The anticipation and excitement of having something to look forward to is actually a refreshing change. I don’t want it to happen too fast, I want to savour every moment of what’s happening between us.

There’s a massive physical attraction, obviously, my stomach does flips every time I think about him, which is pretty much constantly! When he touches me it feels electric. He says he feels like he needs to cherish me, and feels super respectful towards me, then kisses me like I’m some kind of wanton woman! I already feel like I can tell him anything and everything. I haven’t had a relationship with someone where they were a lover and a best friend since Tim and I broke up seven years ago, but I feel like that’s what’s happening here.

I’m gushing I know. And we all know my track record. But this feels different. He’s different to the boys I’ve dated recently. Essentially he’s just a nice guy, and god knows I’ve been waiting for one of those for long enough. I suppose that’s why I’ve wanted to just date him for a while, get to know him, get things straight in my head that I’m actually giddy about him and not just about him being a nice guy. And I can confidently say it’s definitely him!