It all Started When...

BD asked me what I was doing for V-Day. I had no plans and actually hadn't really thought about it. I had never had any significant Valentine's Days and so it had never really been that serious in recent years. Just another day indeed. So I told him I had no plans and while doing so my magenta began to build up and so I asked the question back. To which he replied " I don't do VDay, I never have." Ohhhh ok. So as I threw that over my shoulder, a friend popped up and asked " Are you doing anything for BD for Valentine's ??? If not, you all can come up with us to the cabin. It only costs ______" And here began my mind spinning. I told friend that BD doesn't " do" Valentine's and if he did I'm not sure he would be interested...considering... I would be asked about VDay 2-3 more times that same day and I didn't understand it. I was fine. Honestly, I was ok with it. I have my mother and friends who love me and whom I love...who cares. Fast forward to me reading restaurant reviews in Uptown Magazine and I'm asking KS to join me for dinner at SpiceMarket on Saturday, February 14, 2009 for a 10:15pm reservation. Friday comes and I haven't spoken to BD much...maybe briefly...and I go over to KS' condo for a drink. I like KS, he is cool...we watched Get Smart and we go to bed. All night I dream about BD...Me and BD living together...Me and BD with friends together...Me and BD with family together...Me and BD all night TOGETHER. And as I woke up next to KS, I had no idea what to think or feel...it was only a dream but why? Fast forward to me at Godiva buying chocolates...having lunch with friends...getting dressed...having dinner with KS ( SpiceMarket is inside of The W in Midtown...very nice place...chic..you should go)...and getting picked up by GI to go out to which I finally let out my dream and issue that had never left my mind the whole day. Me and GI went over my dealing with BD and GI finally said well if he doesn't " do" VDay where was he yesterday and where will he be tomorrow???? Hmph! It was a good point and we both went on and had a good time that night......Sunday comes and I take care of errands and spend time with friends and I'm thinking about BD again and what GI said and like always the phone rings and its him: BD. He begins with a story about his nerves being bad and he needs to calm down and could he come over and would I calm him down. As I'm saying sure...I am pushing the panick button on YIM with GI saying please pray IMMEDIATELY as I have no idea what to do or expect. BD gets here eventually and tells me the story of why his nerves are shot and I realize I cannot look at him without wanting to jump in his mouth. So we talk and I massaged him and we talk and he massged me and we talk somemore and we laugh and he falls asleep. As I watch him sleeping and settle into my own sleep I am thinking dammmmmnnnn. We hadn't had that much intimacy in a long while and it was something I'd been yearning for all weekend and actually for some weeks. I needed that.
Y'all know the feeling you get when you see a man you want asleep in your bed. Ain't nuthin like it. And so, that was my Valentines weekend.