So is this the start of something beautiful? Sorry to disappoint you but for some reason I just know it isn’t. I had a great time, it really made the weekend and I’ve been smiling all the way home but I’m not daydreaming about the future. This is fairly abnormal for the average doublelist girl, usually a holiday romance would lead to visuals of a white wedding with the grooms speech telling the unlikely circumstances of our doublelist meeting. Well not this time. I just don’t have the expected urge to re-unite.
London
Doublelist texts and e-mails often over the next week. The attention is nice and I like chatting to him in any shape or form. CF is still in the background and hassling to see me since I’ve got back but having someone genuinely interested in my conversation and not just game playing to get a quick shag is refreshing. I’m enjoying the banter so much I’m beginning to wonder why I didn’t think there was a future in it. He hasn’t asked to meet yet but we’re only an hours drive/train ride apart.
I’m starting to have the visuals now, not the psycho wedding ones but romantic weekend in London ones. HS lives in the big smoke and I can just imagine him taking me round all the sites and showing me great little bars us country girls would never find on our own. It would be great, all lovely walks along the south bank and long lay ins after late nights out. So I suggest it.
It appears that’s probably not the best plan….as he coughs up he has a girlfriend. I should have known. I can’t say I’m hugely surprised, I didn’t ask and he didn’t tell me. It’s not like anyone lied and in theory it was perfectly reasonable of me to assume he was single. If I’m really honest though….I thought as much. Which is probably why I didn’t ask, because I didn’t want to know. This also explains why he wasn’t as forthcoming as I’d expected when we first hooked up.
I feel terrible now, he’s started pouring out all his relationship troubles to me in a heartfelt e-mail and I’m actually giving him doublelist relationship advice. It’s so totally wrong for the woman a guy had a fling with to be dishing out tips on how to sort things out with his girlfriend but I sort of feel I need to try and help as I’m now part of the problem. I’ve point blank told him I’m not going to see him again as friends or otherwise but that he can call or e-mail me if he needs to talk (why did I do that??) Now he’s sending me long doublelist e-mails about 3 times a day as if I’m his therapist! This hasn’t helped with my faith in men either seeing as he seemed such a nice down to earth bloke. I can actually see why he’s done it though, he’s really not the nasty conniving type, it’s just him and the missus have got into a rut where he’s been lazy and she’s constantly moaning. The sex has dried up between them as there’s more of a battle of wills than any kind of excitement going on so a holiday fling with someone who’s a bit of a laugh probably seemed just the ticket.
I feel terrible. What if I was her??
