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appreciate that he was a “cool” guy who wasn’t led by emotion but instead business and logic. We’d yet to cross the bridge of emotionally-themed conversations, but this inevitable and dreadful exchange was going to get even deeper. I had been caught extremely off guard, my therapist cap had been knocked clear off my head and I guess it showed because as he took a sip of his brandy he chuckled.
    “What do you mean?”
    “I mean…in all the time I’ve known you—you have never uttered a word about your father other than he left your family when you were coming up. I can’t help but to wonder what affects his actions has had on you because even if there’s no more to the story, him leaving is enough. I can tell you are extremely guarded and self-sufficient as hell. All is derivative, which means that determination and hard-assness comes from somewhere…some place,” he analyzed.
    I stilled with an empty expression for a minute before saying, “Wow. I don’t know what to say. I know that I can be stubborn as hell but I thought I had gotten better… with you .” I noticed my voice trembling down at “ with you ”. That could only mean he was right.
    “I’m just saying…” he spoke as he shifted positions in his seat, “…it should be obvious that our relationship has budded into something meaningful. But I’ve been a little hesitant— hell —shook to even touch on the subject. I don’t want you to feel that I’m trying to box you into something you haven't signed up for so I’ve been letting shit breathe,” he said before a pause. “I guess what I’m saying is help a brother out, Brimm,” he continued.
    “What do you mean? I haven’t given you any reason to believe that I’m not in this thing with you , have I?”
    “No. Not that you aren’t here but...that you’re holding back. ”
    “Azmir, this is coming from a man who dates other women…” I attempted.
    His eyebrows rose and his body went rigid. He looked me square in the eyes, “Hold up. I am unequivocally not dating anyone else—”
    I interrupted, “Please don’t sit here and tell me you don’t have other affairs, Azmir. Please don’t insult me,” I said soft, yet sternly as my voice trembled and I rounded my neck to try to stretch out the sudden knots that had formed. It was one thing for him to qualify the various relationships he has with other women, but it’s something completely different to deny them all together.
    “Allow me to finish, Rayna.” His hands were raised defensively. “I said, I’m not dating any woman but you. I may have residual relationships , but they are all meaningless and pale in comparison to what…” he hesitated.
    “…to what, Azmir? I mean…I would like to know where you’re going with this ,” I demanded in the softest tone appropriate for our surroundings. My emotions were curling up, self-preservation mode was threatening. Please no!
    Suddenly his head cocked to the side and his tongue pushed against his molars. “You’re not sleeping with anybody else, are you?” His tone was laced with pure speculation.
    I was shocked. This man had to be sleeping with at least one other chick but was trying to lock me down? The truth of the matter was I wouldn’t dare have slept with anyone else. Not only was the sex superb , but I was mentally locked on this man. I wasn’t so confident he felt the same way. Hell—he practically just admitted to sleeping with other women.
    “No, Azmir, absolutely not. Why would you go there?”
    He paused for a brief moment before sighing, “A man just needs to know that he’s not sharing his woman.”
    “So, now I’m your woman?”
    He never responded, didn’t even lift his head from his plate as he cut into his food.
    This conversation was getting way too deep for me. Plus, I had to relieve my bladder so I excused myself and headed for the restroom. As I stood, Azmir rose from the table to see me off. I loved when he did that, very chivalric.