Mr. Big came into town again.
It's so strange. Once again, I think we've both realized that the chemistry we share is undeniable.
We were having dinner and in the middle of our conversation, he interrupted me and said that he was so happy and that he was having such a good time and that for the first time in a long time, he's felt at ease.
And he was absolutely correct. It was easy. Effortless. We get along so well when all of the bullshit isn't involved.
So how do I handle this now?
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