He was in an odd mood when I got to the bar. I thought it might have been because I was a bit late, but he didn't say anything about it.
The conversation was quite slow going, so I thought we should go off somewhere more intimate, where we could talk privately.
We went to this restaurant, and he was still acting a bit funny. I was trying to cheer him up and started to wonder whether it was me or something else.
I asked him and he said no. I wasn't convinced.
In the cab back to his house, I said that I loved him, and he just put his arm around me. I didn't know what the hell this meant because you know he doesn't say it back or anything.
We finally got back to his place, and I was wondering if he was going to dump me!
I tried to ask him about it, but he just switched on the TV. Reluctantly, I said that I was going to sleep. After about 10 minutes, he joined me and we had sex.
He still seemed really distracted, so afterward, I just wanted to leave.
I dunno, I just don't know what he thinks anymore. I mean, do you think he's met someone else?
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Lousy day at work. Tired. Got laid, though.
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