Whatever (nee surfer boy) and I had a great time together this weekend. He said he was going to be surfing in my area (he never does, I’m quite sure it was a ploy to see me), so I said okay, let’s hang out in my hood then.
As we were walking to the beach, I looked down and found $10 on the sidewalk. I told him the first round was on me. We dipped into the ocean, he with his surfboard, me with my super cute blue and gold bikini. I stood in the water and watched him catch wave after wave (that boy is GOOD), and when he was done, he came and scooped me up and kissed me in the ocean with waves crashing around us. He made a comment about me being a mermaid (score one, Whatever).
We came back to my house (it was his first time over, he said my place feels homey), had a couple of beers, and decided to go watch the sunset. We went to my local spot, a sports bar that overlooks the pier, and had dinner and more drinks, then decided to go for a walk on the pier. He kept kissing me and holding my hand….and started calling me the Queen of OB (OB is my beach town).
As we were walking back to my place, he asked what I want him to bring me back from Mexico…he booked an impromptu 7 day trip to chase big waves there. I wasn’t sure, but when he mentioned blankets, I told him yes, that’s what I want, because I’ve been wanting a beach blanket for months, but I didn’t want to buy one…I wanted one to come to me. I gave him the $10 I’d found earlier and told him he had to use that to find me a blue and gold blanket in Mexico.
He spent the night, and in the morning we had coffee and watched some football, and then he left.
He tried to get me to hang out later that day, but I was busy. Monday, I picked him up from the Coaster and we came to my house to watch Monday Night Football until I dropped him off at the airport.
I’ve heard from him every day he’s been gone. He’s sent me pics. I like the attention. But I vacillate in my feelings for him. Parts of me really like him parts of me want to beware. But there’s a part of me that learned a lesson from Jhole, and that part is winning. I promised myself I wouldn’t fall for another guy until I knew 100% that he was into me. I took a leap of faith with Jhole and that didn’t work out.
I find myself thinking of Whatever a lot. I like hanging out with him. I like the things he does for and says to me.
He is still currently Whatever, but he’s definitely a Whatever that I like.
Also, I have not heard from Friend. Not in the way I wanted to. And that’s fine. He’s still my friend, I’m not sad or upset or anything. Well, maybe a little disappointed, but it is what it is.
I still believe in true love, that it will work out in the end.
I’m not tripping on anything right now….except that I want more dates lined up.
It’s fall. I’m falling in love. I’m just not sure with whom yet.
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