Girls Think With Their Vagina Sometimes

Continuation of My Manic Monday...

So. What can I say. I really don’t know. After a few text messages and me performing the pre-game ritual, I open my door and let him in. He gives me this HUGE hug, like big bear style, and he holds on for a minute. I pull away first. Things aren’t straight just yet. He compliments me on my “outfit”. I offer him a drink.

We sit on opposite ends of the couch. I have Seal’s new CD playing. I turn it off, because we need to get down to business.

Me: So What’s Up?

Tony: With? With what happened? The girl

Me: Yeah.

Tony: It’s not going anywhere. I just felt like I needed to be honest with you.

Me: Well you weren’t. I feel like you said what you said because of the whole falling asleep incident. Then the fact that you said it after we had sex...you didn’t give me the option of deciding whether or not I wanted to deal with that. It’s like this. I’m seeing other people..

Tony: (cutting me off) I know, you’re an attractive girl...

Me: Let me finish. I’m seeing other people. I go out on dates, but I’m not having sex with anyone else. I haven’t had sex with anyone else since October. And I don’t have feelings for anyone else (at this point I thought about the Old Man), the way that you said you had feelings for her. Obviously, there is some chemistry between us, seeing that we sort of have a past, and I would respect you enough to tell you if I had feelings for someone else, but not after the fact. I’m going to continue to see other guys, but just know that...

Tony: I agree, we do have chemistry, and that’s why I told you. I didn’t have to say anything. But I like you and I wanted to be honest with you. Nothing’s going on with her or anyone else, and I want you to come to my show. I want to spend time with you

Somehow we end up in a passionate kiss. I don’t even remember if I completed all of my thoughts or the last thing he said. The last thing I remember is us both laying on the floor naked, panting, tired, breathless, speechless.