I was staring at my phone—well, I was staring at the messages that were on my phone. The Lush app was fit to bursting with messages from my matches, trying to officially set up second dates.
We were still in it, it seemed. No one was politely ghosting me or anything like that. I was surprised, honestly. Despite ending all three dates on a positive note, I had a feeling that things were almost too good to be true. Knowing my luck, sometimes they were.
However, in this instance, I was glad to admit I was wrong. Instead, all three men were relatively receptive to getting to know me more.
Now, with them all wanting a second date and me being open to such a fact, I had to juggle THREE potential relationships along with everything else going on in my life.
I knew myself well by now and with
