Much to my surprise, Keegan didn’t give me an answer that night. So, I assumed he did not want a serious relationship with me, despite telling me that he loved me and working so hard to get back together with me. Then it dawned on me that he had unfinished business with another woman and needed to end things entirely with her before committing to just me. I felt so insulted.
This made me sad, as I was really hoping we could put that whole situation behind us and move on. If you asked him today, he would tell you that he did in fact answer me, and I insulted him. But he doesn’t particularly have a good story to back up his claim.
So, believing that he did not want to be exclusive with me and move on to a more serious relationship, I decided to ignore him for a few days while spending time with my friend and adjusting to full-time work in my field of study. I figured that if he wouldn’t commit to me, I might as well have a little fun myself, especially since my birthday was so close. So, I invited my best friends over and we had a small party at my apartment.
I, of course, invited Keegan as well, but there were certainly more men than women at the party, and I had fun with it. We danced and partied for several hours, I danced with nearly every single man and woman in the room—as was my right. That was the first and last party I would throw.
As I danced in the middle of my living room with a guy named Kris, I locked eyes with Keegan. He was clearly getting jealous, but didn’t move. He didn’t stop what was happening; instead, he just stared back at me before getting up to dance with my best friend, Laura.
I was OK with this, because I was still under the impression that we could do whatever we wanted, since we weren’t exclusive. But I was a little annoyed he chose my best friend over the single chick, Elizabeth, who was there. Nonetheless, we ended the night on a high note and my friends helped me clean up before leaving. It was the best birthday party I’d ever had. At the end of the night, everyone had left except for Keegan.
“I’m glad you enjoyed yourself. Happy birthday, sweetheart,” he said as he handed me a small gift. “Please, open it. I want to see the look on your face!”
I had insisted on no gifts, but he ignored my request. I opened the small box to find an expensive toolkit that I needed to purchase for work. My face lit up and I hugged him tightly. It’s still my favorite toolkit today, and I’m glad he ignored my request. Keegan ended up staying the night. I was so happy he did, because he really truly made me happy.
When I woke up the next morning to get ready for work, Keegan was already gone. The snow had been cleared off my car and there was a note on the coffee maker. It simply read, “I love you.”