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When he’s not being really intense and super argumentative, Brown Eyes is a lot of fun. Not just in a sexual way, in every way. But today’s post is all about the sexual way. I’ve not even started writing yet and I can already promise you this one will be #NSFW. I’d made lunch ready for when he came ‘home’. It was his home, not mine, but for all intents and purposes, it’s our home. It might as well be, he keeps telling me it is plus I’ve started to…
Read MoreWritten on Thursday 28th April: We’re in the car on the way home and his music is playing loudly. Some bassy R&B number, probably Usher or someone else I’d usually have no interest in. The lyrics are bouncing around in my head though, “I’ll fuck you back to sleep girl” and “Just hold on tight to me girl”. The song describes Brown Eyes completely. On a good day, of course. On a bad day there’ll be no holding on tight or fucking, just a cold and lonely night in a…
Read More*Long post alert. You might want to make yourself a cuppa. Don’t say I didn’t warn you* Written on Wednesday morning (April 27th): Life with him is like a whirlwind. It’s crazy. We’ve had two fights in two days, both of which resulted in me sleeping in his giant bed alone and him spending the night on the couch. I got the train over on Saturday night, the end date to be confirmed. This morning when I woke up alone for the second time, I realised four nights was too…
Read MoreOne minute Brown Eyes and I were screaming at each other in the middle of the living room and the next he was fucking me up against the draining board in the kitchen. It all happened so fast and I’m not entirely sure I wasn’t saying no as he didn’t even bother to unzip my jeans before tugging them around my ankles and shoving me up onto the countertop. In fact he even apologised afterwards if it had felt a little ‘rapey’ (his words), he didn’t want to hurt me but…
Read MoreIt’s just gone half past midnight so I guess technically now it’s Monday. I’ve had another fabulous weekend. In fact, I’ve had a bloody fabulous week. I got invited to swanky hotels for free cocktails and goodie bags because, you know, it’s hard work being a blogger and all. I hung out with Bestie and had good laughs. And then I ended the week off with a frighteningly long and grown up public transport journey that involved two trains, a metro and a little assistance from Google Maps to see…
Read MoreI spotted a picture, the below picture to be exact, and it made me realise something. That’s exactly how it feels with Brown Eyes. There hasn’t been a single point where I thought I had fallen in love with him, I just did. I just do. It’s like we’ve been together a hundred years and we know each other. I know how he snaps and gets shirty with me when I get snappy and shirty with him over the phone first thing in the morning. I know to leave him…
Read MoreWhen I woke up this morning, I was in a great mood. It’s date day today and I was super excited to see Brown Eyes. He’s taking me out early tomorrow, something to do with learning how to make coffee or something like that, but it’s curling up on the sofa with him tonight that I’m more looking forward to. That man can cuddle like a true pro. But then, in true typical me-style, the day went from excitedly great to totally shit in about 0.3 seconds. I started my…
Read MoreDid you ever see that episode of Sex and the City where Carrie dates the musician guy with some sort of undiagnosed ADHD? Well… That’s what it’s like dating Brown Eyes. It’s lovely and all, he makes me laugh no end and he’s so adorably cute and cheeky, you can’t help but fall in love with him. But man is it exhausting. Everything with him is a hundred miles an hour, from the moment he wakes up in the morning to the moment he goes to bed at night and…
Read MoreMy love life is going great. I’m happily coupled up with Brown Eyes who’s come along and swept me off my feet just like I’d always asked for, hoped for, wished for. We all know what’s going to happen next don’t we? It just has to go wrong. Of course it does. That’s how life goes. There’s nothing wrong with us, of course. We’re sailing along just fine. He loves me, I’m still figuring the L-word out, nothing to worry about. But the other night, sat in my bed chatting…
Read MoreI may have told Brown Eyes I wanted to have kids on date two but he told me he loved me on date three. Yep, that actually happened. He wins. Our battle of crazy is going into overtime and it’s starting to hit even crazier new heights. We were on the couch, naked, wrapped up in each other, basking in a post-orgasmic glory. He was spooning me from behind, his big, hairy, tattooed arms wrapped around me really tight. He took a deep breath, taking in the perfume still lingering in…
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