I saw BFD this afternoon.
He called at 3:40 (we had a date set for 5) to say, how about I come over now? I had just gotten out of the shower, still in my towel with soaking wet hair, which I told him. He said “so you’re clean?” and that he’d be here in 20 minutes.
I blew my hair dry, put on a little makeup and could not decide how dressed to be. I threw on lace boy shorts, a bra and a t-shirt camisole as I got ready. Then I heard a sound that shocked me . . . A arrived. I ran out, with a bathrobe covering me to say, uh, yeah, you have to go. Awkward.
As I shooed A out, I unlocked the front door, knowing that BFD would just let himself in as I continued to get ready. After he opened the door, I walked out as is, a pair of jeans covering myself. He unzipped his coat and made it into the bedroom hallway before I managed five steps.
We hugged and he walked me into the bedroom where he started kissing me.
Throughout, I was slightly uncomfortable because he was using all new moves. At first, I kept thinking, um, wtf have you been doing (and with whom) that your entire m.o. has changed? Then I slowly began to realize (1) he must have been watching a lot of [stuff], and (2) he has been imagining all of this for a long time. (Of course, a third alternative is possible that he has been with someone new, but I cannot imagine he would have been using them on someone new. Fourth alternative, he has been with someone old. Hmmm …)
I remained slightly uncomfortable at times because it was so different. The chemistry still there, the passion still there, the moves . . . mostly new. It was as though I was in bed with a completely different man: a much freakier, more acrobatic man, which is saying something, who was intent upon creating a completely mindblowing experience for us. He largely succeeded, but I was slightly unnerved by how different it was.
After about 90 minutes, having long realized we would not be making it to dinner, we just laid in bed, watching tv and talking. He took this opportunity to begin quizzing me about my new business and my transportation issues.
By the time I told him everything, he really got it. He finally understood enough that he suggested one of his own business partners as a client. (His favorite partner, as a matter of fact.) He showed me the website, talked about the challenge, and said we should definitely talk. That may be the biggest vote of confidence he could have given to me and the new venture. Plus, he wants me to send him our package. I still cannot believe that he finally gets it. He understands what my expertise is and how the whole thing works.
As he was leaving, we kissed a little more and he said that when he gets back, he is going to give me his car for a week to see if I like it. (It’s a fabulous car, perfect for me, so it’s a no-brainer.) He was a little surprised when I said I had already priced out insurance, just to make sure it was doable. BFD is incredibly generous, and his offer is beyond sweet.
But, still, I feel somewhat distant from him. I know I have been hurt enough that I have a little wall up emotionally. I think his bedroom antics may have been his way of breaking back through.
A couple of hours later, while he was working and packing for tomorrow’s trip, I called to tell him FNL season was about to premiere. I told him that I loved his new moves (letting him know I had noticed and wow). He said, well, we had a lot to make up for.
Yes, sweetheart, we still do.
