I must have called a thousand times

In April 2011 I started working at Winegard. It's a factory for the manufacturing of satellite dishes and their components. I went from being a sentient (pretty much) being to working 8-10hr per day for 5/6 days a week. When I started working there I was still pretty depressed but trying to be positive. I knew the money I made would help me move on to the next stage of my life. Also, the amount of socialization would be exponentially increased and I also saw this as a good thing, though exhausting.

I received more attention than I bargained for. It was like these men had never seen a young woman before. Not all of them, but a majority of them didn't stop themselves from flirting with me. Pretty fresh out of a relationship I compared all of them to him. And none of them even came close. I would ignore, laugh, or internally judge their "witty" pick up lines. I mean, Nathan was the master of word play and innuendo and no one even came close. That is until I met Don. 

When I was fleshing these ideas out I wrote that Don talked to me just like Nathan did, which is true to a point. Where Nathan would allude to what he was trying to convey, Don would flat out say it. He graced me with some of the most erotic fucked up pick up lines I've ever heard in my life. He wasn't witty exactly, rather very secured in what he was saying, and this made it very difficult for me to judge him like the rest. 

I was lonely and sad and looking for something or someone to distract me from all of the feelings I still had for Nathan. So Don and I started talking and hanging out after work. I say we started talking but really I did most of the listening. I wasn't ready to share myself with someone else. For almost three weeks we talked and did light petting. And then one day he called me a tease because I didn't want to go any farther. Which with all the moves he was putting down I could see how this would be frustrating. So I took the weekend to make some decisions and when we went back to work we had a discussion. We agreed it would be a friends with benefits kind of thing, as he was married and I wasn't looking for any serious relationship stuff. Later that week we had sex for the first time.

The first month of our not relationship was alright. We stayed in our lanes like we were supposed to other than maybe being a lot overly familiar with each other at work....which a lot of people didn't like....and then June came and things started to get more serious...which wasnt...well it wasn't supposed to be that and I started freaking out. I was still in love with Nathan, but Don was also making a space in my heart and I felt like a terrible being for loving both of them, for making Don love me when he was married (with kids), for trying to move on...etc. and then, at the end of June, Nathan reached out.