"I think we're alone now. The beating of our hearts is the only sound."

So things are progressing nicely with the potential boy whom I still cannot nickname. Up until now we have only seen each other in the presence of others, never alone, and while we talk easily on the phone for hours I know that our first one-on-one time will be a true indicator of how I feel.

The situation terrifies me, every time we talk he says things that boys just don't say to girls anymore. Knowing I was having a hard time with Father's Day since I did not want to have to spend the day with my father's wife, the potential boy told me that I am who I am because of the people in my life and that he likes who I am so I should thank my father for him. He admitted to me that he feels like a school girl every time he calls me because he gets nervous. Appearance wise he looks like he should be a bad ass with a d-bag personality... but so far it seems like he's just a manly man who is also a sweet man. I honestly did not think any of them still existed.

Of course me being the jaded cynic that I am I keep waiting for the ball to drop and true colors to come out... or for me to screw it up. Talking about the potential boy with friends, I have come to realize that I have never really liked any of the other boys who have shared my bed (the potential is currently on first waiting for the game to resume). I have been in like with situations I have been in, I have liked the sex I have had with a few of them, but as for the boys themselves? I had slightly more than friendly feelings for them but not much more. If things continue as they have started with the potential boy I can see myself falling for him. It's brand new territory for me and because circumstances are not perfect I can't help but think that things will continue towards something.

We will be spending tomorrow afternoon with each other - all by ourselves. I am both excited and scared out of my mind. This all came out of left field and was completely unexpected. Perhaps my night will end tomorrow with the Rom Com cliche of both literal and figurative fireworks. Only time will tell.