This is old news for me but new news for all my readers. Let’s travel back in time a few weeks ago….
I’ve deleted my online dating apps, I’m not dating any other men, and I’m exclusively dating Ridge Forrester. We had this conversation last night:
RF: “I’m assuming we’re exclusive right? I’m not seeing anyone else, are you?”
Me: “Correct. I’m not seeing anyone else either. I don’t’ want to see anyone else.”
RF: “Me either.”
Me: “Thank you for double checking though, assumptions aren’t good.”
RF: “Yeah, they lead to people getting hurt.”
Is exclusive the new going steady? I can’t call him my boyfriend yet can I? He’s not my boyfriend; he’s the man I’m exclusively seeing. Oh my, it all sounds so New York City.
I can’t tell you all how different this feels: it feels right and good. Sometimes I feel like I’ve known him forever; other times I know barely anything about him. This feels like something special. The ribbons that hold everything about us as individuals together are unravelling at an unhurried pace….We talk about our lives and our friends. The future is vague and who knows what will happen there. I do know this; no matter what happens with this man I have found someone I want to have a relationship with, someone I’m willing to give time to see where it goes. If it all goes sour I at least know what I’m looking for moving forward.