Ummm...really two different guys...in 8 months...

Okay, I've been single for 8 months. In that time, TWO different men have confessed their love for me. Both of them got the same response from me!
One: Ryan. He's Brandon's brother. Yikes...talk about a BAD situation.
Two: Vinny. He confessed on Friday night and doesn't remember.

Here's the story:

Friday night: I go to Vinny's house late, at around 10ish. I was with my sister and her fiance. He is already drunk. I am not. I haven't had one drink all night and I'm exhausted. He convinces me to go to his room (not a hard sell, as I'm ready for that, too). Post coitus (I'm laughing for using that term): he gives me the oddest look.
I ask him, "What's that look about?"
"Nothing," he says.
"That's not nothing. Tell me. Seriously...you're being weird."
"I've learned the hard way over the past few weeks I should just keep my thoughts inside."
"Um...no...tell me now."
"I'm sorry in advance." Big dramatic shutting of the eyes. (I think holy shit, he's going to pass out.)
"Just tell me, it's okay."
"I love you, Jervaise."
Deep breath...shut my eyes...kiss his forehead. "No, you don't, Vinny. You don't really even know me. You love the thought of me."
Vinny passes out. I leave him snoring in his room.

I ask him on Saturday night:
"Do you remember what you said last night?"
"No. Shit. Did I say something stupid? What did I do?"
"Nothing. Don't worry about it."

So, yes, I'm avoiding the topic. I love taking the aversion and mature route.

I like him. He makes me smile. He's sweet and makes me feel good about myself. I like the sex. I am NOT ready for love, though. I am not sure when I will be. Fuck! Why can he love me? It's been three months! Crimney. Am I really that lovable? Jeesh...

Another note: I'm probably filing for bankruptcy. I'm trying to see a lawyer on Friday. I also might sue Brandon. Yep, this is my life at 26.