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Gently tilting my head to the side when she tossed her shirt the other way, I played it cool, but I really loved to see it. Scrunching my nose up in amusement when she brushed her shoulders off, I laughed softly under my breath and winked back at her.

Of course she was good at Uno. “Yeah, no thanks,” I quipped back with a suspicious gaze before flashing a smile. Sliding the board out the way, I placed my hands on the floor and leaned forward. “Let’s go to bed.” I gestured my head to the other room after kissing her briefly.

Faithfully

New York was just the way I left it, and I was still the same guy that loved everything about it. I felt like she really got to see me, back where I was comfortable. I think I was leaning towards staying in LA more than ever. I just wanted to put our relationship first. I couldn’t imagine going months and weeks with out seeing her at this point, you know? There was so much we could do together. It’d be tricky—like, I’d got asked to audition for a really interesting show, but I wasn’t going to make any commitments and end up burning bridges. I just had to remind myself that the opportunities wouldn’t go away.

Thank god we got to go to the Tony’s together, though. Between the performance and the winners having their moment, and talking to people I knew and also really admired, we had an amazing time. It was a long night, so I assumed that was why we went to bed early when we got home, but even after having been back in LA for a over a week, we didn’t have sex again. I hated dwelling on it, but I thought it was… weird. Besides, I wanted to be intimate with her. But she seemed fine. Like, I couldn’t figure out why we might’ve hit pause again. We could talk about it.

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I honestly hadn’t seen her naked enough if you asked me, but it hadn’t gotten old at all. I was still in awe of her in so many ways, though, so it checked out. I took the shirt off of my head and tossed it back at her on case she wanted to cover up and sat up on my knees.

“I like your confidence. And that I’m not the cocky one for once.” She was a total boss sometimes and I was into it. Putting the board back in the box, I peered up at her with a chuckle. That too. “I mean, ever better, but…” I replied cheekily at her guess and raised an eyebrow.

Faithfully

New York was just the way I left it, and I was still the same guy that loved everything about it. I felt like she really got to see me, back where I was comfortable. I think I was leaning towards staying in LA more than ever. I just wanted to put our relationship first. I couldn’t imagine going months and weeks with out seeing her at this point, you know? There was so much we could do together. It’d be tricky—like, I’d got asked to audition for a really interesting show, but I wasn’t going to make any commitments and end up burning bridges. I just had to remind myself that the opportunities wouldn’t go away.

Thank god we got to go to the Tony’s together, though. Between the performance and the winners having their moment, and talking to people I knew and also really admired, we had an amazing time. It was a long night, so I assumed that was why we went to bed early when we got home, but even after having been back in LA for a over a week, we didn’t have sex again. I hated dwelling on it, but I thought it was… weird. Besides, I wanted to be intimate with her. But she seemed fine. Like, I couldn’t figure out why we might’ve hit pause again. We could talk about it.

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I would’ve done anything to make her laugh, especially when she got all shy on me for reasons I didn’t understand ‘til this day, including being a weirdo and putting her clothes on my head. Proud of myself, I scrunched my face up and helped her get set up all over again.

I was locked in, sorta… okay, I was more distracted than usual. It wasn’t an excuse, though, she was just better than me at Connect Four. Cleaning up after that round, I smiled to myself and peered up at her with a chuckle. “It’s kind of hot when you beat me.”

Faithfully

New York was just the way I left it, and I was still the same guy that loved everything about it. I felt like she really got to see me, back where I was comfortable. I think I was leaning towards staying in LA more than ever. I just wanted to put our relationship first. I couldn’t imagine going months and weeks with out seeing her at this point, you know? There was so much we could do together. It’d be tricky—like, I’d got asked to audition for a really interesting show, but I wasn’t going to make any commitments and end up burning bridges. I just had to remind myself that the opportunities wouldn’t go away.

Thank god we got to go to the Tony’s together, though. Between the performance and the winners having their moment, and talking to people I knew and also really admired, we had an amazing time. It was a long night, so I assumed that was why we went to bed early when we got home, but even after having been back in LA for a over a week, we didn’t have sex again. I hated dwelling on it, but I thought it was… weird. Besides, I wanted to be intimate with her. But she seemed fine. Like, I couldn’t figure out why we might’ve hit pause again. We could talk about it.

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I loved the competitive side of her just because she was cute when she got beat. And now she was topless, so… cracking up when she tossed her top at me, I leaned back as I caught it and smiled boyishly across at her. Her boobs looked good in that bra.

“It’s a strip party,” I playfully woo’d as I took my shirt off too because this was a partnership and all. Taking her shirt, I put it on top of my head like a bandana and slid the bottom kick open. “One more round. You can redeem yourself,” I offered teasingly being the good boyfriend I was. I basically used whatever brain power I had left.

Faithfully

New York was just the way I left it, and I was still the same guy that loved everything about it. I felt like she really got to see me, back where I was comfortable. I think I was leaning towards staying in LA more than ever. I just wanted to put our relationship first. I couldn’t imagine going months and weeks with out seeing her at this point, you know? There was so much we could do together. It’d be tricky—like, I’d got asked to audition for a really interesting show, but I wasn’t going to make any commitments and end up burning bridges. I just had to remind myself that the opportunities wouldn’t go away.

Thank god we got to go to the Tony’s together, though. Between the performance and the winners having their moment, and talking to people I knew and also really admired, we had an amazing time. It was a long night, so I assumed that was why we went to bed early when we got home, but even after having been back in LA for a over a week, we didn’t have sex again. I hated dwelling on it, but I thought it was… weird. Besides, I wanted to be intimate with her. But she seemed fine. Like, I couldn’t figure out why we might’ve hit pause again. We could talk about it.

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She obviously didn’t believe me, but it was just more reason to prove her wrong even though she was totally right. “Oh really? I asked slyly at her answer. “Sounds like that top is coming off.” I raised my eyebrows like it was a fact. Yeah, I had to get a win this round.

I sat straight up with renewed determination and told her she could take the first move. Biting back a grin, I followed up and then we went back and forth and I actually had a leg up on her at some point. Licking my lips in concentration, I set myself well before my last move before dropping in the fourth token in a row. “Game.”

Faithfully

New York was just the way I left it, and I was still the same guy that loved everything about it. I felt like she really got to see me, back where I was comfortable. I think I was leaning towards staying in LA more than ever. I just wanted to put our relationship first. I couldn’t imagine going months and weeks with out seeing her at this point, you know? There was so much we could do together. It’d be tricky—like, I’d got asked to audition for a really interesting show, but I wasn’t going to make any commitments and end up burning bridges. I just had to remind myself that the opportunities wouldn’t go away.

Thank god we got to go to the Tony’s together, though. Between the performance and the winners having their moment, and talking to people I knew and also really admired, we had an amazing time. It was a long night, so I assumed that was why we went to bed early when we got home, but even after having been back in LA for a over a week, we didn’t have sex again. I hated dwelling on it, but I thought it was… weird. Besides, I wanted to be intimate with her. But she seemed fine. Like, I couldn’t figure out why we might’ve hit pause again. We could talk about it.

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I was more restrained than I wanted to be honestly, but maybe as the day went on we’d take it further, if she was up to. When she explain to me how she felt after the last time we slept together, I could understand giving it some more time, too. At least she didn’t have to worry about me going anywhere any time soon, though.

Dropping my head back, I sighed dramatically and smiled in embarrassment. “Yeah. I just don’t want to beat you,” I replied dubiously as shifted my weight into my arm and cleared the board before sticking my tongue back at her. I definitely needed to step it up. “Okay, so what do I get if I win this next one?”

Faithfully

New York was just the way I left it, and I was still the same guy that loved everything about it. I felt like she really got to see me, back where I was comfortable. I think I was leaning towards staying in LA more than ever. I just wanted to put our relationship first. I couldn’t imagine going months and weeks with out seeing her at this point, you know? There was so much we could do together. It’d be tricky—like, I’d got asked to audition for a really interesting show, but I wasn’t going to make any commitments and end up burning bridges. I just had to remind myself that the opportunities wouldn’t go away.

Thank god we got to go to the Tony’s together, though. Between the performance and the winners having their moment, and talking to people I knew and also really admired, we had an amazing time. It was a long night, so I assumed that was why we went to bed early when we got home, but even after having been back in LA for a over a week, we didn’t have sex again. I hated dwelling on it, but I thought it was… weird. Besides, I wanted to be intimate with her. But she seemed fine. Like, I couldn’t figure out why we might’ve hit pause again. We could talk about it.

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We kissed for a while on her couch but didn’t end up getting carried away. After cuddling and talking for a bit longer, we decided to make some popcorn and play a board game. At first we couldn’t make up our minds, but we ended up grabbing Connect Four out from under the tv stand and played each other on the rug.

I groaned when she messed up not one, but two of the lines had forming with one move. “Knock it off.” I flicked one of my tokens across at her like I could afford to at that point. She was always a step ahead of me and it was so annoying. Taking another handful of the popcorn, I focused and dropped a token in an opposite column.

Faithfully

New York was just the way I left it, and I was still the same guy that loved everything about it. I felt like she really got to see me, back where I was comfortable. I think I was leaning towards staying in LA more than ever. I just wanted to put our relationship first. I couldn’t imagine going months and weeks with out seeing her at this point, you know? There was so much we could do together. It’d be tricky—like, I’d got asked to audition for a really interesting show, but I wasn’t going to make any commitments and end up burning bridges. I just had to remind myself that the opportunities wouldn’t go away.

Thank god we got to go to the Tony’s together, though. Between the performance and the winners having their moment, and talking to people I knew and also really admired, we had an amazing time. It was a long night, so I assumed that was why we went to bed early when we got home, but even after having been back in LA for a over a week, we didn’t have sex again. I hated dwelling on it, but I thought it was… weird. Besides, I wanted to be intimate with her. But she seemed fine. Like, I couldn’t figure out why we might’ve hit pause again. We could talk about it.

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“That’s good.” I knew the extra cash didn’t hurt either. Quietly sighing up at the ceiling, I held her closer to make up for the time I felt far away. I wanted us to stay together so badly. We’d settle down eventually in a cozy house and have a few babies and get to stress about other things.

I liked her. Yeah, we could put it like that. After a beat, I pursed my lips together teasingly and hummed. “Yeah, I keep telling myself that.” Shifting my gaze so that we locked eyes, I smiled faintly and captured her lips in a long kiss. Were a make up make outs a thing?

Faithfully

New York was just the way I left it, and I was still the same guy that loved everything about it. I felt like she really got to see me, back where I was comfortable. I think I was leaning towards staying in LA more than ever. I just wanted to put our relationship first. I couldn’t imagine going months and weeks with out seeing her at this point, you know? There was so much we could do together. It’d be tricky—like, I’d got asked to audition for a really interesting show, but I wasn’t going to make any commitments and end up burning bridges. I just had to remind myself that the opportunities wouldn’t go away.

Thank god we got to go to the Tony’s together, though. Between the performance and the winners having their moment, and talking to people I knew and also really admired, we had an amazing time. It was a long night, so I assumed that was why we went to bed early when we got home, but even after having been back in LA for a over a week, we didn’t have sex again. I hated dwelling on it, but I thought it was… weird. Besides, I wanted to be intimate with her. But she seemed fine. Like, I couldn’t figure out why we might’ve hit pause again. We could talk about it.

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Getting comfortable, I leaned back and shifted my arms around a bit. It wasn’t even that late yet but she already finished an entire shift. “Oof, must’ve been really early then.” She told me the morning crowds where a lot more bearable though so hopefully she didn’t work too hard.

“I know how to replace a bike chain.” I bit down on my lip and nudged her gently. “I’m glad too though, ‘cause I wasn’t walking all the way here,” I confessed. It was a lie, but she’d call me crazy anyway if I did. Snuggling up to her, I was glad I got my ass over here. “Fuck, I missed you.”

Faithfully

New York was just the way I left it, and I was still the same guy that loved everything about it. I felt like she really got to see me, back where I was comfortable. I think I was leaning towards staying in LA more than ever. I just wanted to put our relationship first. I couldn’t imagine going months and weeks with out seeing her at this point, you know? There was so much we could do together. It’d be tricky—like, I’d got asked to audition for a really interesting show, but I wasn’t going to make any commitments and end up burning bridges. I just had to remind myself that the opportunities wouldn’t go away.

Thank god we got to go to the Tony’s together, though. Between the performance and the winners having their moment, and talking to people I knew and also really admired, we had an amazing time. It was a long night, so I assumed that was why we went to bed early when we got home, but even after having been back in LA for a over a week, we didn’t have sex again. I hated dwelling on it, but I thought it was… weird. Besides, I wanted to be intimate with her. But she seemed fine. Like, I couldn’t figure out why we might’ve hit pause again. We could talk about it.

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God, I missed her smile so much. A week was too long. Feeling my heart grow like two sizes and I felt at home when she finally let me in. Damn, I guess my Jayma sense tingled are the right time. I would’ve been bummed if she wasn’t here, but I also would’ve waited probably. “Yeah, what were up to?”

“Beating myself up for not getting over here sooner.” I admitted honestly, not that it made me look better or anything, but I was so over it this morning. Pulling her onto the couch, I wrapped my arms around her and met her gaze. I had other plans, too. “I got a new chain for my bike and put it on.”

Faithfully

New York was just the way I left it, and I was still the same guy that loved everything about it. I felt like she really got to see me, back where I was comfortable. I think I was leaning towards staying in LA more than ever. I just wanted to put our relationship first. I couldn’t imagine going months and weeks with out seeing her at this point, you know? There was so much we could do together. It’d be tricky—like, I’d got asked to audition for a really interesting show, but I wasn’t going to make any commitments and end up burning bridges. I just had to remind myself that the opportunities wouldn’t go away.

Thank god we got to go to the Tony’s together, though. Between the performance and the winners having their moment, and talking to people I knew and also really admired, we had an amazing time. It was a long night, so I assumed that was why we went to bed early when we got home, but even after having been back in LA for a over a week, we didn’t have sex again. I hated dwelling on it, but I thought it was… weird. Besides, I wanted to be intimate with her. But she seemed fine. Like, I couldn’t figure out why we might’ve hit pause again. We could talk about it.

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I was happy that I wasn’t going anywhere for the time being. I couldn’t stop thinking about the future though as much as I tried to. For all I knew I could get an amazing gig out here in the next six months and wouldn’t even want to go back, but it was all up in the air still. All I knew was that if I did go back I’d be doing it alone.

“Yeah, I’m staying a while,” I chuckled softly against her temple and swayed to the side before we let go of each other. Draping my arm across her shoulders, I started walking with her. “So what did I interrupt?” Honestly I was surprised she wasn’t at a park or something, but I was glad obviously.

Faithfully

New York was just the way I left it, and I was still the same guy that loved everything about it. I felt like she really got to see me, back where I was comfortable. I think I was leaning towards staying in LA more than ever. I just wanted to put our relationship first. I couldn’t imagine going months and weeks with out seeing her at this point, you know? There was so much we could do together. It’d be tricky—like, I’d got asked to audition for a really interesting show, but I wasn’t going to make any commitments and end up burning bridges. I just had to remind myself that the opportunities wouldn’t go away.

Thank god we got to go to the Tony’s together, though. Between the performance and the winners having their moment, and talking to people I knew and also really admired, we had an amazing time. It was a long night, so I assumed that was why we went to bed early when we got home, but even after having been back in LA for a over a week, we didn’t have sex again. I hated dwelling on it, but I thought it was… weird. Besides, I wanted to be intimate with her. But she seemed fine. Like, I couldn’t figure out why we might’ve hit pause again. We could talk about it.

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It would’ve been, like, the cruelest joke ever if I was lying. “Yeah. It’s official,” I assured her, not oblivious to how excited she already. It wasn’t the easiness decision in the world, but it felt like the right one. And I knew it’d be worth it. And we wouldn’t have to go through this again for a while either.

Resting my hands on the small of her back, I licked my lips and eyed her skeptically for a moment, but no, if she said it was fine than I was going to let it go, too. “Me too,” I sighed against her lips and kissed her longingly—the past week was miserable. I was happy we were okay, you know, for the most part.

Faithfully

New York was just the way I left it, and I was still the same guy that loved everything about it. I felt like she really got to see me, back where I was comfortable. I think I was leaning towards staying in LA more than ever. I just wanted to put our relationship first. I couldn’t imagine going months and weeks with out seeing her at this point, you know? There was so much we could do together. It’d be tricky—like, I’d got asked to audition for a really interesting show, but I wasn’t going to make any commitments and end up burning bridges. I just had to remind myself that the opportunities wouldn’t go away.

Thank god we got to go to the Tony’s together, though. Between the performance and the winners having their moment, and talking to people I knew and also really admired, we had an amazing time. It was a long night, so I assumed that was why we went to bed early when we got home, but even after having been back in LA for a over a week, we didn’t have sex again. I hated dwelling on it, but I thought it was… weird. Besides, I wanted to be intimate with her. But she seemed fine. Like, I couldn’t figure out why we might’ve hit pause again. We could talk about it.

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“I’m staying until the end of the year,” I told her after a minute or two and tried not to make a big deal about it. But there wasn’t any point in keeping it to myself. “I don’t want to do long distance right now.” That was really all there was to it. Just being a bike ride away from her.

“I freaked out the other night. I shouldn’t have left,” I admitted apologetically and hoped she wouldn’t hold it against me even though she had every reason to. I just didn’t want to have to think about us not being able to be together because we both wanted to be in different places. And we did.

Faithfully

New York was just the way I left it, and I was still the same guy that loved everything about it. I felt like she really got to see me, back where I was comfortable. I think I was leaning towards staying in LA more than ever. I just wanted to put our relationship first. I couldn’t imagine going months and weeks with out seeing her at this point, you know? There was so much we could do together. It’d be tricky—like, I’d got asked to audition for a really interesting show, but I wasn’t going to make any commitments and end up burning bridges. I just had to remind myself that the opportunities wouldn’t go away.

Thank god we got to go to the Tony’s together, though. Between the performance and the winners having their moment, and talking to people I knew and also really admired, we had an amazing time. It was a long night, so I assumed that was why we went to bed early when we got home, but even after having been back in LA for a over a week, we didn’t have sex again. I hated dwelling on it, but I thought it was… weird. Besides, I wanted to be intimate with her. But she seemed fine. Like, I couldn’t figure out why we might’ve hit pause again. We could talk about it.

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Pursing my lips together gently with a faint smile after she said she missed me too, I was a lot more relieved on the inside. We were both kind of stubborn, though. I had to remind myself that everything was sent going to just click for us, even if this wasn’t our first time giving this a go.

“I’ll stop, I’ll stop.” Hugging her back, I put my helmet down and I slipped my arms around her middle and held her—I felt ten times better already, so I could imagine how she felt. “I love you so much.” I really, really did. I know I had shitty way of showing it sometimes.

Faithfully

New York was just the way I left it, and I was still the same guy that loved everything about it. I felt like she really got to see me, back where I was comfortable. I think I was leaning towards staying in LA more than ever. I just wanted to put our relationship first. I couldn’t imagine going months and weeks with out seeing her at this point, you know? There was so much we could do together. It’d be tricky—like, I’d got asked to audition for a really interesting show, but I wasn’t going to make any commitments and end up burning bridges. I just had to remind myself that the opportunities wouldn’t go away.

Thank god we got to go to the Tony’s together, though. Between the performance and the winners having their moment, and talking to people I knew and also really admired, we had an amazing time. It was a long night, so I assumed that was why we went to bed early when we got home, but even after having been back in LA for a over a week, we didn’t have sex again. I hated dwelling on it, but I thought it was… weird. Besides, I wanted to be intimate with her. But she seemed fine. Like, I couldn’t figure out why we might’ve hit pause again. We could talk about it.

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Holding my helmet in one hand, I had a hard time reading her expression it I didn’t think she was pissed or anything that I showed up unannounced. “I missed you.” Maybe we’d talk, maybe we wouldn’t, but mostly I just really wanted to see her. I didn’t like going days not doing that.

I needed to have an honest conversation with myself first, though. And I was sorry for leaving that night. I knew she didn’t actually want me to and I went home anyway. I was supposed to be better at that kind of thing. “Can I come in?” I asked as I bit down on my lip.

Faithfully

New York was just the way I left it, and I was still the same guy that loved everything about it. I felt like she really got to see me, back where I was comfortable. I think I was leaning towards staying in LA more than ever. I just wanted to put our relationship first. I couldn’t imagine going months and weeks with out seeing her at this point, you know? There was so much we could do together. It’d be tricky—like, I’d got asked to audition for a really interesting show, but I wasn’t going to make any commitments and end up burning bridges. I just had to remind myself that the opportunities wouldn’t go away.

Thank god we got to go to the Tony’s together, though. Between the performance and the winners having their moment, and talking to people I knew and also really admired, we had an amazing time. It was a long night, so I assumed that was why we went to bed early when we got home, but even after having been back in LA for a over a week, we didn’t have sex again. I hated dwelling on it, but I thought it was… weird. Besides, I wanted to be intimate with her. But she seemed fine. Like, I couldn’t figure out why we might’ve hit pause again. We could talk about it.

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Like I’d been telling myself the entire time she didn’t have to go anywhere with me. I’d love if she did, but her was life was here. I realized I’d been underestimating how hard it to be for both of us to be happy though. That was tough. It didn’t mean we couldn’t work, but fuck.

I texted her when I got home and few more times that week, but I didn’t actually get on my bike to see her until the day after I signed the papers to extend my lease six more months. I didn’t even know if she was home, but I was hoping I’d get lucky when I rang the buzzer to her apartment.

Faithfully

New York was just the way I left it, and I was still the same guy that loved everything about it. I felt like she really got to see me, back where I was comfortable. I think I was leaning towards staying in LA more than ever. I just wanted to put our relationship first. I couldn’t imagine going months and weeks with out seeing her at this point, you know? There was so much we could do together. It’d be tricky—like, I’d got asked to audition for a really interesting show, but I wasn’t going to make any commitments and end up burning bridges. I just had to remind myself that the opportunities wouldn’t go away.

Thank god we got to go to the Tony’s together, though. Between the performance and the winners having their moment, and talking to people I knew and also really admired, we had an amazing time. It was a long night, so I assumed that was why we went to bed early when we got home, but even after having been back in LA for a over a week, we didn’t have sex again. I hated dwelling on it, but I thought it was… weird. Besides, I wanted to be intimate with her. But she seemed fine. Like, I couldn’t figure out why we might’ve hit pause again. We could talk about it.

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I’d like to think down the road once we were settled we’d take turns here and there because we both had different goals, at least career wise. I didn’t think she wanted me to me too just drop the whole Broadway thing, just like I didn’t not want her to be able to film. But maybe we really did have different expectations.

I was worried now this was going to be a dealbreaker for us, but I also wondered why I didn’t see it coming sooner. I just needed a moment to get mg head on straight, but then she suggested I just leave. Wow, okay. Shaking my head, I closed her bedroom door and ended going home like she said.

Faithfully

New York was just the way I left it, and I was still the same guy that loved everything about it. I felt like she really got to see me, back where I was comfortable. I think I was leaning towards staying in LA more than ever. I just wanted to put our relationship first. I couldn’t imagine going months and weeks with out seeing her at this point, you know? There was so much we could do together. It’d be tricky—like, I’d got asked to audition for a really interesting show, but I wasn’t going to make any commitments and end up burning bridges. I just had to remind myself that the opportunities wouldn’t go away.

Thank god we got to go to the Tony’s together, though. Between the performance and the winners having their moment, and talking to people I knew and also really admired, we had an amazing time. It was a long night, so I assumed that was why we went to bed early when we got home, but even after having been back in LA for a over a week, we didn’t have sex again. I hated dwelling on it, but I thought it was… weird. Besides, I wanted to be intimate with her. But she seemed fine. Like, I couldn’t figure out why we might’ve hit pause again. We could talk about it.