He's wonderful. He's 24 - handsome, witty and even has a proper job as a lawyer up town. Although we've only been together a couple of months, there's quite a bit of history behind this one.
But to keep it short...
We met a couple of years back when he was going out with one another pal of mine - and I was with a mate of his. Then after hooking up last summer at a post-finals university party I moved to the smoke. Pretty regularly we started meeting up for boozy nights - which, a few months ago, turned into a relationship.
He treats me to lovely meals out, and makes an effort to get on with all my friends, and he make me feel, well, safe.
But - and there's always a but (or three) - something just isn't right. Maybe it's the way he is at mercy to his Blackberry. But sometimes he makes me feel like the most important person in the world - and other times I won't hear from him for days.
Anyway - this was just a brief intro to J. Just so you know who I'm talking about.
