I can do what I've always been inclined to do: I can pull back and stay safe. I can go back to being firmly entrenched in Friendland and this flirtatious liason can be over before it begins. I can try and convince myself that it was all just a big joke, that there's nothing left worth sticking around for. Sure, it'll hurt, but at least I escape with my dignity intact.
I can just wait until he gets better and then make a move. I could be the bad girl that I've always fantasized about being. I could get sexually charged and turn the tension into action. I could get physical and I could play with my hair, laugh, bite my lip...anything to keep up the illusion that this is just fun and games for both of us.
And the most dangerous option of all...I can take a flying leap of faith and let him know that this isn't just a physical desire (although heaven knows that's certainly an important part of it). I could tell him how I *gasp*...FEEL.
What's going to be my last stand?
dear lord its amazing how our situations are similar right now.
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