That’s Stella

Exactly a month ago I was saying Jason and I were hanging out every weekend, but every weekend has turned into seeing each other every other day. What we have going has completely baffled my friends. Everyone has defined it as “DATING - but without the good stuff”.

When we go out, we hold hands. We cuddle. He puts his arms around my waist as we walk the streets of NY at night. We whisper in each others ears even when the room is silent and there’s no one around. We pay each other these amazing compliments. He sleeps over at night and takes care of me when I’m sloshed. I mean, it’s all a little spew-worthy if you ask me.

I love that we’ll spend Saturday night together and I’ll get home at 4am. By 11am I’ll have a message from him asking if I want to meet for a Bloody Mary. We’ll spend the whole day together just chilling out.

I love that he invites me to anything he’s got planned and introduces me to all his friends. The other night we were out and his friend (who has a gf and is definitely NOT interested in me) messaged me asking what I was up to. He surprised Jason when he showed up. He tells everyone I know his friends better then he does.

I love that he makes a great “plus one”. I had a work function the other night and I brought him as my partner - everyone loved him. My director loved him. All the girls thought he was delicious dreamboat.

I mean, I have to admit I love what he has done for my ego/confidence. When I’m with him, I think how cool he is and wonder if other cool guys would hang out with me like he does. I think, wow, if this cute guy is kissing me, maybe some other cute guy will kiss me. But seeing each other as often as we do, there is never the chance of meeting someone else…