#15

 

Isaac and I finally had sex.  It was pretty amazing.  

I don’t really have much else to say.  I’m done house-sitting; I work tomorrow; I’m off Tuesday  I have money for the first time in a long time but I’m not going to let it get out of hand; I’ve socked a little away in my savings account which I’d like to re-title my ‘rainy day fund’ but that’s not the truth.  It’s money I hope to not have to use until it’s time to buy some Christmas presents (if I run out of my own money to spend on them.  I actually have a few done already.  I’m so proud of me!)

It’s strange to think that Isaac and I really haven’t known each other that long but it feels like so much longer.  I think part of it is just the sheer number of hours we spent together this week.  You have to do the math.  Monday was 8 hours, Tuesday was 7 hours, Wednesday he spent the night so you’re looking at about 12 hours, Thursday was the only night we didn’t hang out because I had to be up and at work at 8am on Friday and I hadn’t gotten out of work until 10.  Then he spent the night Friday until he worked on Saturday which was 12 hours, then once he got off work Saturday we were hanging out again until he had to be at work today at noon so that’s another 19 hours.  So in a week we spent 8+7+12+12+19=58. That’s 58 hours we have spent together, the majority of it was spent talking and actually getting to know each other , only maybe 12 of those hours were actually spent sleeping, even when he spent the night, because the sex didn’t happen until last night.  We stayed up until 3 or 4 every night talking and laughing and messing around.  I’m sure this week will be more toned down since I won’t be house-sitting and we’ll both be working and honestly I’m afraid that the ‘new-ness’ of it all will start rubbing off.  I don’t really know.  I just don’t feel like a girl like me could really snag a guy like him.  No, he’s not perfect, but he’s so much…more…than I am.  He’s more good-looking, he’s more sociable, he’s just more than I am.  Just like Quinn was.  

I’m attracted to him and terrified of him within heartbeats of each other.  He’s so much of what I’m looking for in a partner.  He’s smart, he’s friendly, he’s a gentleman, he’s perfectly capable of spoiling a girl and I’ve gotten a good glimpse of it and he’s broke according to him right now but it won’t stop him from buying me dinner or paying for my movie or anything like that.  The only thing I’ve paid for around him were my groceries and a Halloween costume accessory.  That’s it.  He’s great in bed, he can touch me and I just spark to life.  Our energies run on similar wavelengths or something because we’ll know just how to touch each other at a certain time.  We all play the ‘one-up’ game.  (For those not familiar it goes like this.  You have a normal conversation and you toss out a witty one-liner, double-entendre sort of thing and if the other person does "WTF" and stops/walks away something like that you get a point.  A lot of it is mostly just that you catch them so completely off guard that they just have no way of responding.)  I am 4 up on him at this point.  He cuddles, he’s gentle and soothing when I need someone to just sort of pet my head and say it will be okay (like when I locked my keys in the car the other night when I went to visit him at his other job *facepalm*) but also has a backbone and can be aggressive.

He might be shipping back out with the Army in a few months. = 

He’s a father of 2.  He’s been divorced twice.

I really like him.

I really liked Kale too and look what that got me, a fat lot of nothing.

*sigh* Overthinking is a bad sign.  I’m probably going to head to bed early tonight, if my brain will shut off and let me sleep.

 

 

 

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