Sorry for the silence over the last few months. This is because I found him!
Prince Charming exists! And he spends a lot of time in my bed…
As summer comes to an end and working life resumes, I realise this guy I was going to have a casual, no-strings-attached fling with is anything but a fling.
Here’s what I’ve been up to this long, hot summer:
- Prince Charming and I met at my party through mutual friends. I was drunk and don’t actually remember meeting him, but I remember a drunken chat with him and his best mate at 7 AM when I insisted they stay. Fortunately, even in my inebriated state, I thought better than to sleep with him. The following day, was spent hungover on the sofa.
- We had a few dates the next week.
- After a week away on holiday, I returned feeling nervous; I didn’t want a repeat of realising I didn’t like him after a few dates. But after returning home, I had the best week of my life. We had a free house for much of it and spent every moment getting to know each other and falling pretty hard.
- Over the past month, there’s been a few testing moments but many more fantastic times.
Things are going to get harder as I’ve returned to Brighton for work, but I’m not letting go of Prince Charming just yet!