As much as I liked Will, I knew that there were a lot of ways in which we’d never work as a couple.
The passion that made our sex so good also meant we bickered regularly.
He didn’t tell me I was a bad person or that I was selfish.
He knew casual sex was all that I could give at the moment, and when he started wanting something more, he walked away.
It was my first experience with casual sex like that — and I was surprised by how into it I was.
Will knew that I was never going to change my mind when it came to a relationship with him, so he gracefully exited the situation instead of trying to change it.
When I got to the bar to meet my first date, I spotted a really attractive, broody guy in the corner, scribbling in a notebook.
My date turned out to be a total dud, but writer guy and I kept making eyes.
After trying our hand at a “real” date, Will and I realized our sizzle was at its highest within the four walls of my apartment.
So we laid down some ground rules: we were allowed to date other people, so long as we were honest about it.