S came over Thursday night and didn't end up leaving until just now...
We were supposed to hang out Thursday and he had planned to head back to his own place Friday morning.
Yeah... that didn't happen. :)
I'm glad he didn't leave. I always feel lonely when I'm alone in my apartment on weekends, especially after spending so much one-on-one time with him.
It was good. It was a fun weekend. We did have our moments of seriousness... we talked. We had our moments of silliness and fun. We had lots of sex... this included a condom run at 3 am last night. Just the two of us, somewhat disheveled, me half in my pajamas and a pair of jeans thrown on, him with his facial hair growing in, at the 7/11 with the drunk club goers. Somewhere in there we also tried to study for our final exams.
Hopefully I'll never need proof that he really cares about me again. No more insecurity. 8:24 PM