I had moved on a while ago. Ross and I hadn't been together..sex wise in a long time. We chat a lot online..and I had been with other guys since breaking up with him, but, the topic..never came up..until..one day...Ross: "So, meet anyone?"
Me: "Meet?"
Ross: "Yea..like have you met anyone?"
Me: "Well, the mail man just came into my office."
Ross: "lol..you know what I meant"
Me: "Oh..meet..nah..no one permanent"
Ross: "No?"
Me: "Nah, it's hard to find"
Ross: "Yea, I know. Well I met someone on my last trip"
Me: "Really? Nice."
Ross: "Maybe I shouldn't tell you..."
Me: "No, it's cool."
Ross: "Yea, he's cool.Very nice, but he lives a long way away. Not going to become anything.."
Me: "Well, long distance relationships can be hard."
Ross: "Thanks. Was weird though. We went out for drinks and all I could think about was...you!"
Me: "Me? lol..well..that's normal..I mean as long as you didn't scream out my name in the throws of passion!"
Ross: "lol..no..but..I did think about you."
Me: "Well I often think about you too. We had some very strong feelings for each other. So it's natural."
...and with that we talked some more about work and other stuff. Hopefully, within the next couple of weeks, we're going to grab a bite to each and catch up some more.
But, I guess, Ross has moved on. Good for him...I was being honest when I said he deserved it and was happy for him.
Except, I don't know that I need to know about all his happiness!
