He's Back!

Buena Vista is back! And we've got exactly three days to hang out before I fly out to New York. He's achingly attractive. Like, I'll never look at another man the same way, drop dead gorgeous. And he's goofy as fuck. I made him breakfast this morning. An omelette with bacon, spinach, and onions and tomatoes from the garden. I haven't made an omelette in years. I haven't cooked for someone (else) since my husband, until now. He's stunning. I could have talked to him all night. I could have had sex with him for days straight. Thinking about him sends me into painful body shudders and a smile that hurts my face.

Every time I see him he's more attractive. I can see our life together. But I can't see it long term. Something will come up, he's too attractive. I'd worry. I've already gone through my heartache of it not working out. Sucks. He's everything. He's got drive, amazing love for his son and family. So tonight I'm prepared for him to dump me. Well, he didn't dump me. We had another incredible night together that extended to about 3 in the morning. He's a total goofball and I love that about him. I can't get over how hot he is. Just perfect. At the same time, Will Gardner is the one calling and texting me. Sending me thoughtful messages, offering to drive me to the airport, telling me to have a safe flight. Stanford sends me silly messages. The Pig messages me all day. The Dirtbag bought me a thoughtful book and looks out for me.

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