Tall, dark, and handsome gets me every time

I called Andrew the night The Flasher came to my window. I let him know what was going on since he likes to protect me in a fashion. It's cute and I indulge him. He called back later in the week to ask how things were going and if the man had been back. I wasn't home so he left me a voicemail. I called him back and let him know that I hadn't seen The Flasher again and that all seemed well.

We also discussed my request from many weeks ago to have a purely physical relationship. He said no and I agreed with him. He seemed disappointed with my agreement but we moved on. We talked for a while, had a nice conversation and hung up.

I called him the next day to ask him if he still had any of his old pay-as-you-go phones. I know he has like five of them and I wondered if I could have one. He called me back, said I could and that he'd find a way to get it to me on Thursday. He called on Thursday and said he'd be swinging by and if I would be home. I said I would and I waited for him to drop it off. When he arrived, I went outside to his car, and noticed a bag on the seat. It was a phone in a box. Now, Andrew likes to keep a lot of things but packaging is one of the first things to go. I gave him a puzzled face and asked if he kept the box. He said no, that it's a new phone, and that he couldn't find the right charger for the right phone so he just got a new one. I told him he could have mentioned that to me and I could have gotten my own phone. He sort of looked at me weird and said, "It's just a phone." This from a man who had me buy him not one but two pay as you go phones. Weird.

So, I got a new phone. It's pretty cute and it seems to get service by my apartment.
I asked Andrew for our customary hug, which we both enjoy I assume since we both hold on so tight. I pulled away from him and told him I hate my hair, which is at this weird in between stage and it's irritating. I want to grow it out again and complained to him about this issue. He was looking at me with his beautiful face (I think Andrew is nothing short of hot) and I leaned in, nearly falling and landing hard on his lips. They cushioned the blow. :) We kissed, tongues all over, and it was nice.

We're both single adults and it's fun. Plus, this time I didn't cry afterwards. Progress, I'd say. So, I do think I'll NEVER end up in Andrew's bed again as long as I'm single... I'd say it's not probable. I think he and I are destined to be entwined and as long as we can both sort out whose legs and arms those are, we'll be doing all right. We're the odd couple and we're friends. We make the rules and we can break them as long as we are prepared for the consequences. Consequence of kissing Andrew yesterday, so far nothing but an enjoyable moment.