Haven’t really spoken to Jack since our rendezvous last weekend. We never talk on the phone, we rarely email, and our 20 questions on Facebook never made it past #11. After the good but not great sex we had last time, I really wasn’t sure that I wanted to see him again at all. It’s just not really worth the trouble.
But then I ran into him on my way to the L train this morning, and he’s just so freaking cute and nice that I might have to reconsider. We stopped to talk for a bit and he mentioned that he’s been meaning to call me about setting up another date. Ugh, I’m just so torn on this one!
