Of course Army Spy texted me right after I sent the last email. Since then, we’ve talked a fair amount and have been out three more times. We got drinks and ate pie last Sunday, saw The Hunger Games on Wednesday, and went bar hopping with his friend and his friend’s girlfriend on Friday. I spent the night, and we have plans to hang out tomorrow evening as well. While things seem to be going swimmingly, I can’t shake the feeling (and self-protection) that I might be getting played. I want to believe that he’s the exceptionally sweet guy I think I know after just a couple weeks, but then again, he could also be a devious asshole who got to fuck me and is now searching for someone new to charm and conquer. It could really go either way, so I guess only time will tell.