I’ve never been the type of woman who needs a boyfriend or constant attention from a man. For God sakes, I’ve spent over a year not dating or doing the nasty! So why had I agreed to go on a date with Alex, a man who though treated me well I felt no spark with during our six-month relationship? Was this just a cry for attention?
I wasn’t quite sure so I decided to express myself to Alex.
“Maybe it isn’t a good idea that we hang out,” I began.
“Really? But I like hanging out with you. You’re great…”
“And I like hanging out with you but something may happen that’s more than platonic and I don’t know how I feel about that,” I continued,
“Let me find out you’re still attracted to me,” Alex replied. I could feel him smirking and feel myself backpedaling. Was I still attracted to him? An image of Alex flashed before my eyes. Nice, soft full head of hair. Nice smile. Big gut and butt. My loins were still in tact so, nah, I wasn’t attracted to him anymore. Honestly, I don’t think I ever really was.
“It’s not about attraction,” I said carefully, trying to prove my point without hurting his feelings. “If anything would happen between us it would be because I’ve been feeling lonely and horny. But that’s it.”
And there was my answer. This was just about attention. I am only human after all. But so is Alex. So I declined his generous offer. Sure I’d be wined and dined and pampered and praised but I would never lead someone on. Besides, I can give myself all those things. A year of not dating and celibacy is proof enough!