So uncertain

So I'm not quite entirely sure of what to make of last night.
The limo ride was fun. PC was flirting and he had his arm around me.
The look on his face when he first saw me in my dress was priceless. My heart stopped.

We didn't dance. But it was enough just to be there to talk to him. Listen to his laugh. Look at his smile and try not be TOO obvious that I've pretty much fallen head-over-heels.
I sat on his lap for a while. Success.
He couldn't stay over, which made me sad. I ended up pretty much snuggling with Criss Cross for the night. Wish it could have been Him. Although I was pretty gone by that point, and you all know how much I love physical contact when I'm fucked up.

When PC had to leave, I got a fantastic hug.

I can't think straight. More to come.