Special...

I was anticipating seeing the new guy during my whole vacation. We missed each other, in more ways than just the obvious.

I told him I bought him a souvenier, and he said he must be special, and he wanted to make me dinner when I got back, because I was special too. I couldn't wait!

He texted me the day before I left, and asked if Tuesday was going to be too busy since I didn't land until 5, and I would be tired from flying, and want to see my pets. (this melted my heart just a little because anyone who understands my love for my furkids has been few and far between) I told him that Wednesday would probably be better for dinner, but I still wanted to see him Tuesday if he wanted to come over around 8....?

Sounds great he said!

He came over bearing gifts, he brought my favorite...sangaria, and some assorted cheeses that he was using to make me homeade mac and cheese the next day.

Kissing him again felt fantastic! He listened to all my tales of vacation, and we had a great visit, and he stayed over on a school night. Which, he's never done, but like I said we missed each other! He told me its been a long time since he's missed anybody....

Skip the part where I returned to work on Wednesday.

Dinner was amazing! He said to come whenever I finished what I had to do, and just let him know when I was leaving. He grilled chicken, and asparagus, and made macaroni and cheese (sorry mom) that was better than my moms! I danced in my seat from its goodness. It was the perfect combo of cheeses!

Then, he asked me wasn't there a show on TV I liked to watch on Wed? I said I'm tivoing everything, its ok. And he asked what it was, I said Big Brother, and he said "we'll watch it" and we proceeded to make fun of Rachel together.

And then, he packed me up a plate of food to take home with me. *swoon*

And it got even better, I got a massage! Like, a really good one!

I asked if it was my birthday or something, and he said that no, I'm just special.