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The One Thing That Keeps a Man Is What Women Rarely Give
Men are pretty easy to understand if women are paying attention.
I recently started dating again. Or should I say I accidentally got into his pants? Now I have this whirling buzz in my ear telling me I’ve got to keep him for life.
“Err! The last time you did that you went celibate for eight months,” the bitchest of my friends reminded me — without a hint of humour in her eyes.
My first instinct was to strangle her. Who the hell does she think she is keeping tabs on my cookie?
I don’t blame her.
That’s what you get when you spill your beans on a Friday night out with bitches. My girls are the best, but they can get on my skin when they brutally tell me my shit to my face.
Still, Nancy was right.
Things don’t go down well when I try to get serious with a guy. Something always turns up and screws it up. Mostly my sense of independence.
I have this ominous feeling that makes me guard my space like a hawk guarding her eggs. Anyway, that’s a story for another day.
Knowing what my weakness was, I decided to ignore Nancy’s warning and focused on business. I had to make this guy mine. But how?
