So I spent the weekend with the Frenchman I like from the post just before.
And now… well, and now my head is well and truly in the clouds. I’m not sure how, but this guy has me hook, line and sinker and I’m loving it. I’m not sure where it’s heading, but right now I’m making damn sure I make the most of it. I haven’t felt this way in… well, ever.
For my readers who are attempting to date a Frenchman or any man for that matter, I guess this means there is hope. Because for all the jackasses out there, there’s a sprinkling of good guys. And it only takes one to make you happy.
Yes, I am all warm and fuzzy. And hey, depuis le temps pourquoi pas.