We didn't talk much after agreeing we were going to see each other but try to keep it low key as possible and this was more of dating. We were going to try it out and see if we were compatible; good for each other. He had claimed plainly that he love me and he consistently reminded of it every chance he got. It is too much to take it but I don't feel like correcting him.
It had been a while since I had been showered this much attention and I was sure he could still say what he felt like; in this case saying he loves me over and over, besides I let him have it, he seem to be pleased with himself.
As much as I was enjoying this, I was dreading the end of it before it begun; what he was uttering was it just pleasantries to reach an end goal? So far he hadn't a requested any favors yet.
