partnership

Noire has moved in with me. It was entirely my idea, and i surprised even myself when i asked. It happened on St. Patrick's Day. We did not have plans to see each other, but as the day grew long i found myself missing her, as i had the last few days. i had been asking myself, am i at the point where i want to see her everyday? i could not answer- the quick answer was yes, but the hidden, deeply buried answer was not known to me, and i feared that it would make itself known after the wheels chugged forward. So on that day, as i was pondering why i missed her more and more, a text came through letting me know that she would love to join me for a drink if i found myself up that way. Responding quickly, we agreed to meet up. As we sat in an Irish bar on the outskirts of Providence, surrounded by people who had successfully transformed themselves into Irish for the day, the conversation flowed into more serious territory, and the question came out. Truly, i had not know i would say it, and waited for the backlash. There was no backlash, and yesterday she has moved in save a few more items at her old place. i am very happy with our relationship- it exceeds my expectations on many fronts, mostly because she allows me to be me....as time passes, i realize more and more that my marriage suffered form my never knowing where i stood with ExA. And learning to control that voice, the one based in fear, not in life. The one that prodded me to woo a married woman while married, the one that cannot be fed enough.