It might be a "rap"!

I spent another night with “The Rapper”, this time at his house. I can’t explain the dynamics between us. At times, I feel like we are in some sort of competition. We went back and forth with smart mouth comments like crazy! But then every now and then someone crossed the line. He says I don’t know how to talk to grown men. In the meantime, I am feeling like he is cocky because of the way we met. (I approached him) So that puts me on the defense. He keeps accusing me of “catching feelings”. I’m not. But I think he is. So last night consisted of a few heart-felt conversations about our lives. He really has a lot to teach me. I learned about publishing and ASCAP, about radio spins and some other music stuff. I wonder what I taught him. He said “walk me thru your day”. He’s is a good listener and he shows genuine interest. But we kept arguing about what we wanted from each other. He said that originally he thought I just wanted to smash but then after we talked, “We clicked, and I really like you”. I told him that I did not know what I wanted except that I didn’t want to just smash and I didn’t want to be his girlfriend. He said “Good, ‘cause I ain’t trying to be locked down”. Niggas are ignorant! I kept threatening to leave panties hidden in his house. I could tell he didn’t think that was funny. I wonder how many he has in rotation. We didn’t do a lot of touching. I don’t know why. He kissed my face and neck a lot. Rubbed me a little. I played with his hair but that’s about it. I got really sleepy and feel asleep on him. I slept in this black sheer gown. I kept catching him staring but he didn’t make any moves. I was cool with that. Rather do it at my house. Have no idea, what’s next for us. I wonder if he is going to call. If he doesn’t, I’ll chalk it up as a lose and I wont call him either. If he does, I’ll try to be nicer- I think.