Waiting for you…

 

I get a call from My Frenchie again asking, checking how my work and school is… he says we should plan to schedule to chat on skype … it’s getting old… redundant. He likes that we’d skype chat when we’re both home. Where we can give each other our undivided attention… no distractions.

He has a thing about staring at me while I talk which makes me feel really uncomfortable and self-conscious but it does make me blush and makes me smile and he likes that. I can see that he’s very attentive and he seems to be memorizing my face and my facial expressions like he barely blinks. He’s a great listener and seems to be very interested about what I have to say.

 

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But I don’t want to plan anymore. I told him it seems so hard to find a schedule that works out for both of us. He’s so busy with his business and always out of town. And for me,  between work and school, it’s just really crazy.

 

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Why does everything have to be planned? Why can’t he just be spontaneous like Will? Oh yeah! My Dirty Little Secret… my hotness overload…I almost forgot about him… Why did I ghost him again? LOL

Grosses bises  ♥  Etoile

 

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3 comments

  1. Grandtrines · December 16

    Reblogged this on Still Another Writer's Blog.

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    • Etoile 75005 · December 20

      Thanks again for the reblog… 🙂
      Merry Christmas/Happy Holidays!

      Liked by 1 person

      • Grandtrines · December 20

        You are welcome! Merry / Happy back to you too!

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