I talked to J tonight for about 15 minutes after he got home from work. Basic conversation, I could tell he was tired, we didn’t talk long. A few minutes later, he called back, which he does quite often. He can be CHATTY. Like, I can talk but damn. He really takes the cake sometimes. But, I answered tonight. (I have been known to, ahem, send him to VM. LOL) 

This is basically how the conversation went:

Me: “Hey.”

Him: “Hey. Look, I don’t know if I told you or not, but last night was one of the best nights that I’ve had in a really long time. And I don’t mean just the sex either.”

Me (interrupting): “Ohhhh, thank you. I had a really, really good time with you too.” 

Him: “Really?”

Me: *rolling eyes* LOL “Yeah … umm remember I didn’t leave until you had to do laundry, right?”

Him: *laughs* “I’m not leaving for home until Tuesday, I mean, what’s the rush, so I’d really like to see you again before I go.” 

Me: *giggles*

Then that was that and we got off the phone … and I’m still giggling and swooning and smiling.