what the hell.
at the end of our association with one another, Michael had a book of mine, and even after i had "broken up" with him, he said he would return it when he was done reading it.
on saturday morning, i walked out onto my front porch to find the book tucked away in a corner.
i honestly hadn't expected he would - i thought he'd keep it and bear malice against me forever. that always seemed to be the case when i dated BMAs.
i sent him a text message saying "thank you" for returning it; just, you know, to be polite.
he sent one back, saying "yeah, i left it there last tuesday... happy birthday, by the way."
i replied, "thanks" for birthday wishes.
he just called me today, for the first time in a month, to say "hi".
i told him i was writing a term paper (because i am.)
what the hell.
i mean, i had said to him, that perhaps sometime we could have tea, if he wasn't still upset with me. as a gesture of good will.
i hadn't expected that he would actually call.
since i was working on a paper, he said, "okay, well, just give me a call when you have time."
i wonder what i should do. i wonder, if i start speaking to him again, what would happen.
could i really be friends with someone i jumped into bed with after having met them only an hour before? and with whom my entire relationship was based on sex?
i certainly wouldn't start sleeping with him again - what i have with James is too valuable. he's been absolutely wonderful, and i'm utterly smitten with him.
but what is Michael thinking? is he thinking i miss him? is he thinking he misses me? did he think that, when i said "thanks for bringing the book back", it was an invitation?
oh dear, i hope this doesn't get awkward.