An Episode in Dating: A Quick Recap
Clay and I met at the parking lot off Beach Drive for a long bike ride. Our goal was to do 30 miles on that bright, crisp Sunday while we caught up with each other’s lives.
“Kamal, sorry I couldn’t make it up to NYC with you guys for New Years. My stripper in Vegas invited me out so I decided to hang with him.”
“Clay! You have a stripper friend in Vegas?”
“Yeah, I have one there and some in other places. I don’t know though. My resolution for the New Year is to decrease my dick print and possibly settle down this year. So tell me again, what happened between you and this Matt guy? I remember you mentioning him early on but that’s all I know.”
“In a nutshell, Mr. Wonderful became Dr. Horrible in the course of 24 hours.
“We started dating about 4 months ago and things were going okay. Nothing too fast or slow. About a month or so in, he insisted that we see each other exclusively.”
“By exclusive, did he mean sexually exclusive too?”
“Yes. Again, he kind of insisted on it, which was fine with me and I took it as a good early sign. Things kept moving along; we went away together a few times, but eventually I noticed that Matt didn’t want to have sex as much as I did. Intimacy, yes. Great sex, yes. It was quality for sure, but not much quantity.”
“Yeah, I don’t think I could handle that. In fact I know I couldn’t.”
“Trust; it was hard for me too. I almost hooked up with Idris over it.”
“Really?”
“Yeah, but Matt and I talked about it and some other things that were bothering me, like his lack of expressing emotion sometimes, and everything seemed to be working out fine. We never slowed down in seeing each other. He never canceled or changed plans.”
“And he never said that he didn’t want to spend New Years Eve with you.”
“EXACTLY. I know the whole argument can be made about him possibly being nervous about telling me something, but I don’t see how you can go from skinny dipping in a hotel pool, holding hands down the streets of New York and jokingly calling each other lovers, to waking up next to a person on New Years Day and saying that you potentially never had feelings for them.”
“Yeah Kamal, that is harsh by any standard. He’s an ass for saying that to you in that way.”
“Thanks Clay.”
“So why do you have to see him again? I’d write the guy off completely if it were me.”
“The only reason I need to see him again is because we agreed to do a bike tour in Ohio together. It’s a 210 mile race over two days; from Columbus to the Ohio-Kentucky border and back. It’s an important accomplishment.”
“What? Are you two riding a tandem or something?”
“Haha, no. But I have the hotel reservation in Columbus, and he has the hotel at the halfway mark. At this point, it would be impossible for us to do it and separate out the reservations. Everything is already booked solid.”
“Kamal, I know this bike race is important to you but be careful. Don’t give this jerk any room to hurt you again.”
Just then my phone went off. It was Jarrod.
“Hey Jarrod! Clay says hi too. What’s up?”
“Kamal, I was chatting with Matt earlier today on gmail … I think he regrets what he said to you on New Year’s and might have a change of heart …”
To be continued…
