Basically the girl was a friend after our first date flamed out. Fine. Then she calls me a few weeks ago and more or less offers to have a rendezvous, then bails. Then two days later asks me to crash at her house during the hurricane. I do, and it was fun. But she'd be ready, then overthinking it, then grabbing me. Same thing a few nights later.

Her texts are telling me our time together is addictive, and when I say, I know, let's meet again, she's telling me she doesn't have time for a relationship. Then she says, I cancelled my plans, come over. So I do, and she's like, you can't stay tonight.

We talk on the phone and I hear her damn voice crack when we say goodnight. But still, she is evasive on plans when I put it out there.

Back and forth like this on the phone and text and while she's cute and has a good body, I cut her loose last night after she told me she wouldn't meet for wine because she mistakenly thinks I asked her assistant for her phone number. And it didn't bother me at all.

In the past, I would have found a million reasons why I had fucked things up, why this was a failure on my end. But the girl was just a flake with great tits. I don't have anything on the horizon to get laid, but ultimately she's the one who has some shit to figure out, and it's pretty bad if I'm saying that about someone.