The Exclusivity Clause
I think I’m dating someone. Yes, wait, I know I am… at least, I’m pretty sure. But I don’t know what that means exactly. Here’s where the confusion comes into play. I’ve “dated” guys and then I’ve really dated guys. I’ve hung out, hooked up, had breakfast, talked on the phone, texted, IM’d, met for drinks, had dinner even—but these weren’t guys I’d consider boyfriends. I knew that the nights they weren’t with me, they were probably with someone else, or would be if the opportunity presented itself…
