I don’t know if I’m developing feelings for this guy, but I find myself getting jealous of his real friends because he actually has a connection with them besides s**. I should clarify, we’re in a consensual friends with benefits relationship. Initially, I thought that was all I wanted from him, but like I said I want to actually be friends with him, hang out for something other than a d*** appointment. But when I’m with him, we have very little to talk about, that may be partly my fault, however, since he actually tries to reach out to me to talk to me about things that interest him. It comes off as a mixed signal when he does that though, you see he has a bit of an ego, so I don’t know if he tells me these things about his life so that we can be better friends, or so that I can admire him. But, he doesn’t reciprocate the interest in my life. The most he’s asked about my own life is about my schooling and when my brother broke his spine, probably out of politeness before we “got down to business”. He does butter me up, but I don’t know if it’s because he genuinely feels those things and it comes naturally to him to want to compliment me, or if it’s because he thinks that’ll make it easier to get into my pants. Maybe he just thinks it’s the more gentleman thing to do, or he does like to compliment to set the mood and express his desire for me in a sweeter way. I know I’m not a 10/10, but he’s into me. Maybe it’s because I say “yes” to him. I don’t know. I’m a fairly capable and intelligent girl, but with him I feel like I have to dumb myself down. He also says things that both include me and exclude me, maybe he’s also confused. We’ve known each other for a while, during which there was some drama involving both our then partners(now exes) and lost contact until last year. I don’t know if he’s like ME since then or just my body. We have fantastic physical chemistry, we’re both motivated individuals, and decently attractive people, although he is more outgoing than I am and therefore has more opportunities for potential partners as well as just plain old friends. I feel as though I don’t fit into his world, even if I wanted to be a part of it, which at this point I don’t know. Like with any relationship, we could make it work, if I had the guts to be myself off of a phone call or text, we would be pretty compatible, but as of now were in separate spheres and we only collide for a taste of the carnal. Be clear, dammit, what do you want?! If all you want is s**, tell me and don’t play with my softer, emotional side. Or give me more slack if you do want to be sweet with me, don’t back away when I do it, I’m not going to put you in a love-trap, I swear. Maybe I should be clearer, too.
