The first two times I hung out with RL, it was Sunday morning and everyone else was asleep. He’d been coming down on weekends with my roommate’s boyfriend, and the three of them had gone bar hopping. RL and I are both morning people, so we’d talk while the rest of the house took its time rejoining us.
On the third weekend, I made dinner for everybody. We stayed in and had a few drinks, and as the night went on, RL kept sitting a little closer. My roommate had told me that the weekend before, he’d announced he was going to get into my bed when they got home. I already had a friend sleeping over that night. My bed, unlike RL, had checked its availability.
Once my roommate and her boyfriend went to bed, I brought it up. We were still talking on the couch, and I decided to ask if he wanted to sleep in my bed this time. He said, “Only if we get to cuddle.” This was a bold condition to accept from someone I’d mostly seen on Sunday mornings. I accepted it anyway.
He pulled me close like we’d done it a hundred times. He played with my hair and rubbed my back, and we stayed up until two talking and kissing. Usually, no matter how much I like somebody, there comes a point when I need them to let go so I can fall asleep. I’ve fallen asleep in someone’s arms maybe twice in my life. With RL, I forgot to ask for my space.
We woke up still cuddling and just lay there for a while. Normally my brain starts going over everything I need to do before I’ve even sat up. That morning I could feel his arm around me, and for once the list could wait. I couldn’t remember feeling that comfortable with somebody so quickly.
That’s the part that’s thrown me. Some people are good at making you feel close for a night, and I’ve spent a grand total of three weekends around this guy. Has anyone else felt that settled with someone that fast? Did it turn out to mean anything, or am I getting ahead of myself because I had one very good night’s sleep?
