"Are you sure you're not just afraid? Afraid of getting hurt?"
I'm 1000 percent sure. In fact I'm so completely sure that I could've walked out his front door right then and never looked back. Leaving at that particular moment would've cost me fabulous reunion sex 20 years in the making. But that's how sure I am. I wasn't mad at him for asking the same tedious questions that I've been asked countless times before. The supposition is always the same. Why would a perfectly 'available' and seemingly well-adjusted women, or man for that matter, choose singledom over a committed relationship? Why couldn't he be THE guy that made me change my wanton ways? Why won't I settle down?