I had one of those moments today that cut right through you. I had lunch with Chad. He has very kindly been reading my first draft of the fantasy series. It’s only thanks to him that I even attempted it, so it seemed right that it be him that read it first. As I was waiting for him to come in (I was watching for him in his normal blue, green, or pink button down shirt and khaki pants—I forgot Fridays are casual days), this gorgeous guy walks in, white polo and jeans, earphones stuck in his ears. I watch him walk through the door and turn to come towards me, and I hope that Chad doesn’t show up right then and catch me checking out this hot guy. It wasn’t till after a second or so, when he looked me in the eye, that I realized it was Chad. I guess it seems strange, but his looks aren’t what I miss the most, so I tend to forget how beautiful I find him on just a purely physical level. I was glad he hadn’t caught me checking out some other guy (although it would be good enough for him—like he’d even care), but it was an intense ache when I realized it was him. Maybe I shouldn’t date beautiful people.
On a side note, when we were talking about what he hopes will happen in future installments, he mentioned that he hopes the two main characters will get back together. He said he likes a happy ending and that they were so good together. I actually laughed out loud and asked if he was serious. He smiled and said he was. I told him I wasn’t even going to touch that one. At the beginning of the story, when I started writing it, they were never even going to break up. Funny how things happen. Art imitating life.
As ever, it was wonderful to see him and easy to be with him, natural. I love him on such a basic core, gut level. I simply love HIM. Nothing makes sense.
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