Recap.

Four days without internet access or cellular signal. It was funny to watch eighteen professionals squirm uncomfortably at the thought of no connection to what was beyond the thick forest and winding, unmarked rural roads. We were deep in the woods, way up north. It was kind of great. And, I won the canoe race and spent the nights sprawled on the grass looking upwards at the milky way.

Two weeks ago, I was paid a visit by the billionaire. We spent three and a half hours in my bed. I found myself in various stages of nudity, he was mostly clothed. I have a hard time explaining the attraction that exists between us. I think the intensity I feel stems only from his persistent need of a woman. Despite everything he said, emailed and text messaged leading up to his short stay, nothing of consequence happened. This, of course, surprised me. While I was conflicted about the entire situation, he was more so and demonstrated a great deal of restraint that I could have never anticipated.

At some point, I poised a question, "is she the one?" I was taken back by his callous refusal to answer. "Then yes?" I asked with with a lopsided smirk. The following fifteen minutes were spent enduring an uncomfortable silence. After what I guess was careful consideration he replied, "I don't feel comfortable discussing her with you". I felt more than somewhat silly, suddenly feeling more like a teenager than an adult, nearly ashamed for even caring.