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My 5 days with Maverick

I’ve mentioned my “friend” Maverick a couple of times on this blog.

TL;DR: Maverick is one of my best friends from college who I’ve had an on-and-off again “relationship” with for the past almost 4 years.  I’ve always had really strong feelings for him, and I believe he has for me as well.  However, part of the reason we haven’t been together is that he’s in the military and we don’t get to see each other a lot.

Unfortunately, Maverick was deployed overseas mid-summer.  He was given two weeks off and drove to see me at home.  We had a great time together.  Lots of cuddling, drinking, and sex, as you may expect.  He was only able to stay two nights, because he had to go see his family (which live about 5 hours from my home).

It was super hard to say good-bye to him.  I feel so happy and comforted whenever I’m with him.  Throw in the fact that he was on his way to one of the most unsafe parts of the world, and I was a wreck.  The day that he left, I laid on my couch for about 5 hours and ate a disgusting amount of food.  Pancakes and chicken tacos, to be exact.


So, the next weekend I had plans to see my former roommate, Robin, who lives about 30 minutes from where Maverick lives (what a coincidence, huh?)  When I told Maverick about my plans, he asked me where I was staying. When I said that I was going to stay at Robin’s, he said, “I don’t approve of that. I think we should get a hotel room or something.”  Swoon.

I drove the 5 hours and met up with Maverick the next weekend.  Robin was working and had dinner plans, so I said I’d meet up with her later that night.

In the meantime, Maverick and I got lunch and drove around. I don’t know what it is, but to me there’s nothing sexier than having a guy drive me around while listening to music.  It reminds me of my first love, when we were too young to go out drinking & were stuck living at home with our parents.  We would drive around, windows down, not having a plan as to where we were going. It feels extremely relaxed to me; I don’t have a care in the world. This is exactly how I felt that day with Maverick.  I couldn’t have been any happier.

We ended up at two state parks right on the ocean that I had never been to.  We went exploring and it was absolutely beautiful.


After the exploring, we went to a gas station to get some drinks.  We started talking about where we were going to stay that night, and we decided to start calling hotels.  All hotels for that night were $400. Yikes. Turns out, this ridiculously overpriced room was…. worth every penny, ifyouknowwhatimean.


It was even harder to say good-bye to him the second time.  The 5 days that we spent together were absolutely perfect, and confirmed my thoughts that we could be happy together, if we were living near one another. Also, the fact that he was headed to the most dangerous part of the world didn’t help either.

2 months later, and I still miss him like hell.  But I’m so thankful for the amazing 5 days that we were able to spend together.


Maverick: Part Deux

Fast forward to 2011. Maverick & I had stopped seeing each other, because I had a boyfriend.  I broke up with this boyfriend, and we started to hook up once in a while.  Then he got a “girlfriend,” who I will appropriately call Mary.


They were a terrible match. I am not just saying that because I am biased. No one understood why they were together.  On top of them being a bad match, he was leaving to move over 1000 miles away 3 months after graduation.  He is not the kind of person to make a strong commitment, so everyone was waiting for him to eventually dump her.

On graduation night, Maverick called me and asked if he could come over before we went out to the bar with all of our friends.  I said yes, and he helped my mom and I move my stuff out of my house.  After my mom left, we started drinking gin on the rocks & doing a puzzle.  Maybe not the most romantic start to the night, but hey, we’re not conventional in many ways.


romantic, right?

The sexual tension was palpable. He slowly started inching closer to me and our arms were eventually touching. He kissed me & that led to him carrying me into my bedroom.

We got closer and closer when he moved away.  He was still technically with his “girlfriend,” although he told me many times how he wanted to break up with her.

One night when he was drunk, he told me how he wanted to give us a try. It was super sweet and made a lot of sense, although it this conversation was had at 4am. I completely fell for it and believed that we were together, even though he was still technically with Mary.

The next day he didn’t address it. So I proceeded to get drunk in order to work up the courage to talk to him about this. He eventually said how he did wish that we could be together, but with the distance, it wouldn’t work. I understood, although I was let down.  I then proceeded to tell him he needed to break up with Mary regardless, and he agreed. 

This was the start to the most confusing 2 years of my life. 


mixed signals are a bitch.