Night of Surprises

After an attempt to make lunch plans, Smiles and I were striking out to find time to get together after a week apart.

I told him I was heading home for the night and was about to leave work. However, I was pleasantly surprised to get the text, “Meet me for a drink at Extra Virgin. I haven’t heard from [my friend] confirming dinner yet, so I’m guessing it will be closer to 8:00 or he will flake.” I wasn’t thrilled with being second choice/fall-back, but I knew this was a friend he hadn’t seen in years who was in the city from L.A., so I was understanding.

I agreed to meet him and texted him when I arrived at the restaurant. “Oh goodness. I’ll be there in 10. Btw, I forgot I have a call from 6:00 – 6:30. My life is a pain-in-the-ass sometimes,” was the response I received. It didn’t help I was already feeling like an afterthought. Now I was learning the little time I had to spend with him was going to be interrupted by a half hour phone call.

I’d already been waiting for him for 15 minutes before he arrived. We exchanged a quick peck and a hug, and he suggested I could go inside while he made the call. I told him I could occupy myself outside while he took care of business.

While he talked with his movie team about next steps with their film, I sat on my phone playing with every app I could think of to pass the time. I checked my WordPress stats. I answered emails. I read everyone’s Twitter post that day. Anything I could do to keep busy.

When he finished his call, we grabbed a seat at the bar. The bartender was struggling to harvest a pomegranate, so I offered to help her. Smiles pointed out my culinary experience and told her she was in for a real treat. She was all too happy to receive my advice, as this was one chore she abhorred. After running to the restroom to wash my hands, I demonstrated for her how she could save herself some time and energy. She was very appreciative of my advice and thanked me.

Smiles and I placed our drink orders. We chatted over drinks on the spinning stools. I made it a point to turn my stool so I was facing him and our legs were interlocked. I heard all about his holiday on Long Island and the craziness he went through upon his return with his client. I told him about my relaxing trip home, my dysfunctional family, my Black Friday adventures, and my slow day at work.

At one point he had my his arms extended with his hands on my thighs rubbing them. He flippantly made the comment, “I love your big manly legs.” This was the first time he’d ever complimented my physically, so I took notice. He continued to rub them and massage them, and I continued to melt inside.

At that moment, he checked his phone and learned his friend wouldn’t be able to do dinner that evening, so they agreed upon breakfast the following morning.

With that, he turned to me and asked if I’d like to get dinner somewhere. Surprised, I told him, “Well. We’re already here. Why don’t we just eat here.” I was expecting to get the boot at any moment throughout the course of the evening, but instead I was extended a dinner invitation. Once again, I was happy to get to spend time with him.

We quickly placed our dinner orders and continued our conversation. Our dinner was very pleasant, and our meals were excellent. After we finished eating, we split the bill and began to walk down the street.

As per usual, when we reached the crossroad between his place and the PATH, we said goodbye. And, as per usual, it was said with a simple kiss and a gentle squeeze. I pulled him back in for another kiss and made it more than a peck. He smiled, and we said goodbye.

When I got back to Hoboken, on my walk to my apartment, I texted, “Mmmmmmm. I like you. You make me happy… Just felt the need to say that…” He responded twenty minutes later, “Awwww. 🙂 Thank you.” Clearly, he didn’t feel confident to reciprocate the sentiment just yet, which stung slightly, but then again, I already knew  I was ready to move faster than was…

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  1. #1 by bking84 on December 29, 2011 - 11:02 AM

    Love reading your blog 🙂 I find myself in a similar situation at the moment hehe..
    check out mine if you get the chance sometime 🙂 Homo-Vizion

  2. #3 by K on December 29, 2011 - 9:04 PM

    I don’t think you’re moving things too fast. It seems like you and Smiles had been together for a sufficient amount of time, yet alll he could say was, “Thank you”? Seems as though you’re just some guy he occasionally occupies his time, while you can’t get him off of your mind. But…. this is an unprecedented effort on Smiles’ behalf to fit you in – despite the fact that he was already going to spend the time waiting around for his date – I mean, friend to show up. And it was so kind of you to help that waitress. I guess Smiles isn’t the only one with the ability to charm!

    • #4 by One Gay at a Time on December 30, 2011 - 10:13 AM

      Wow… Givin’ it to me straight on this one…

      • #5 by K on December 30, 2011 - 10:42 PM

        I wouldn’t call it giving it “straight”, but yeah, I guess I feel as digitally strongly about him at this point “J.” (Loved his statements in your other post!)

  3. #6 by bking84 on December 30, 2011 - 12:03 PM

    I kind of have to agree.. I feel like if someone really cares about you, no matter how busy they are, they will find a way to make time for you. I started reading your blog from the beginning and you seem like a very sweet, genuine person.. you deserve better.

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