Who I am here with?

I am sharing all these new experiences here with my boyfriend. We met one day in Soho while celebrating a mutual friend of ours gallery opening.  I was smitten immediately. We were both in other relationships, but nobody decides when to fall in love. Yes, he is gorgeous, successful and funny, but it was our chemistry that made him irresistible to me. I wanted to devour him that very night, but our significant others made their appearances.

I thought about him all the time. I couldn’t help it. I thought of asking the acquaintance we had in common about him, but concluded that was tacky. I do admit that I kept in touch with our shared pal more often! Finally one hot summer night, we were invited to the same party and I was tawdry enough to not bring a date!  To my good fortune, he was alone that night, too. We danced together that night to every song the DJ played, from salsa to AC/DC. We talked in the kitchen late into the night, until our host basically told us to leave. He walked me from the East Side through Central Park all the way down to Chelsea. It was somewhere in the 40’s that we started to make out and decided we needed to be together.

It was an enchanting night, but it always seems that way whenever we are together. We always find ourselves in the most amazing circumstances. Once, we were mistaken for royalty at Algonquin Hotel bar and were escorted to their “living quarters”. Bizarre things happen, too like when we have the same exact dream.  He makes me laugh all the time, mostly at myself. He thinks that everything I do is and say is hilarious and ridiculous.

We are so intoxicated with each other. And we both can be happy in a museum, poetry reading in the village, a banker’s luncheon or anywhere as long as we are together.  We are extremely affectionate, always touching, always with the legs intertwined under the dinner table. We flirt all the time and the “chemistry” has only become stronger and more creative. 

He is the most amusing person and I feel that if I was here alone, I wouldn’t have met nearly the amount of people we meet daily due to his personality. He is so open and giving, everyone loves him. He has the ability to disarm anyone of their anger, like this creep we met in town the other day who threatened me.

Now I’ve gone and done it and made him sound perfect, but these are just the good things because I am madly in love. He has his flaws. He is neurotic and forgetful. He doesn’t tolerate my messiness or my secrets. He gambles. A lot. 

These are all tolerable; my only real problem with Eddie is that he doesn’t want the same adventure here in Tortola as I do. He wants to have some rest from the hectic pace of NYC, to have a magnificent vacation with the girl he loves and to make me happy. He does not want to “rough it” like I do and he doesn’t want to be here an entire year. There in lies the rub.