Steaminess via SMS

So here's a little overview of what's been going on with me and Basil over the last few days.

He was one of the first people I met here - slash, he was one of the first people to approach and say hello to me. (This was when I was luggage-less and frumpy-looking, as well!) Instant sizzles on my end.

I've talked and danced with him a couple times since then. A couple of nights ago, him and his friend were roaming around socializing, and they ended up in my room - both flirting with me with varying levels of overtness.

After they leave, his friend immediately texts me, asking what I was doing the next day. (We had all exchanged cell phone numbers.) That prompts me, in turn, to text Basil.

[Me: So, did you just come over so your friend could flirt with me?
[Him: Actually it had nothing to do with him. He was just a catalyst for me... I realize I've been keeping to myself a lot this term. Why, are you okay?

...Okay, so my attempt at teasing sarcasm epic-failed. Wonderful.

[Me: Lol, yes I'm fine, I was just teasing. It was fine that you came by. Socializing is always good.
[Him: Glad to hear that! So... who were you trying to flirt with?
[Me: *obviously dodging the question* I consistently find myself unable to flirt. (truth) It's kind of annoying
[Him: Lol. You have a monotonous voice - making you hard to read. You look more interested than you sound. Takes long to realize. You're sexy though.
[Me: *trying to ignore the 'though'* Likewise, I must say.
[Him: Are you flirting with me, madam? Starting to get thoughts...
[Me: Thoughts huh
[Him: Yeah. Not sure if I should voice those yet. Very suggestive. What do you think?
[Me: Hmm, maybe. Up to you.
[Him: I'll tell you in person. I want to see you blush

We hung out the next night - no, nothing happened, and no, he didn't tell me, but we talked for a good couple of hours, and it was nice. When we see each other while we're talking in a group, both of us seem nonchalant, but when we talk to each other there's this air of... playfulness; anticipation, almost. Tonight, when he offered me a drink, I simply put my cup in his hand and got him to serve me.

Maybe I am getting a hang of this flirting thing, though I still think I am very awkward at it.

Basil isn't being particularly pushy, or eager, and that's partly why I find him so attractive. He isn't treating me like most guys here are. Case of wanting what you can't have? Nah - "I want to bang you"; "Likewise" isn't exactly that. But I don't feel like I'm being smothered; I don't think he's after only 'one thing.' If anything, I'm the one being overly eager, but I hope not.

He's a disarmingly charming man, I have to say. Apparently a lot of the other exchange students like him as well. (Why do I always jump on these guy-bandwagons?)

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