One Year Ago…. Part 20

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-Good Night. I lo……. and stopped in mid sentence. Oh crap, please tell me he didn’t just hear that. I shut up instantly.
-What did you say?
-No I heard you. You started to say something.
-No I didn’t. I tripped over a dog.
-Are you sure?
-Good bye, drive careful! Let me know when you make it home! If you need to talk later give me a holler.
-OK. Good ByeAnd we hung up the phone.

Oh. My. Gosh. Did I really almost just say that? Surely it was out of habit… right? I mean I haven’t said it to anyone other than my parents and grandparents in a while, but yeah surely that’s what it was. I hope he didn’t hear me. Surely not. I had him believing me anyway, it’s all good…. I think. Then I opened the door and walked in the house.

About 9:45 I gave him a call to see where he was. He said he was about 1 1/2 hrs or so from home. I told him I still wanted him to call me but that I was going to sleep. If I didn’t answer just leave me a message and we hung up.


The next day at work I struck up a conversation with my BOM (Brother of mine as I call him), Kalem. I told him what I almost said. He was shocked. I told him I was too. I told him surely it was just habit. He asked if I ended every phone conversation that way. No, I answered. I haven’t even been tempted.

So yeah that got me to thinking. But they say that guys are very touchy about this type of thing. Don’t say it to fast, don’t be the first to say it, etc. Surely I didn’t feel that way anyway, right? It didn’t help that my work day was rather redundant. I spent the entire day working on the same spread sheet and my eyes were going cross, but it was just cut and paste, cut and paste so it gave my brain lots and lots of time to wander and think.

Well heck, even if I did feel that way, I have to make sure this isn’t a rebound thing. It’s only fair to both of us, so I figured I’d ponder things a while longer and make sure my feelings were real. If they weren’t, well heck it was a mix up and it could happen to anyone right?

That day and the next we talked off and on through our normal portals. Finally by Thursday night I couldn’t handle it anymore, it was killing me to find out if he had heard me or not. I had to ask. I wasn’t sure how I’d bring it up but I would. No matter what, I had to know if he heard me.

That night we spent a few hours (yes hours) talking on the phone. Finally I brought it up. I was so nervous but I had to know.

-So did you happen to hear what I almost said the other night?
-Maybe… what was it?
-I just want to know if you heard me.
-Well that depends, what were you going to say?
-I’m not telling you I just want to know if you heard.
-Well that depends…
-On what?
-What did it start with?
-Seriously, if you heard me, you’d know. If you didn’t you won’t!
-Oh you mean when you “tripped over the dog” or something like that.
-Oh crap you heard?
-I’m so sorry… please don’t quit talking to me because of that!!!!
-Why would I?
-Because guys are so finicky when it comes to that type of thing. I’m so sorry.
-Because of what I almost said.
-So you didn’t finish it?
-Why not?
-Why not?
-Because maybe I wanted to hear it.
-Why not? (yes we are childish.. haha)
-Because maybe I feel the same way too.
-No you don’t.
-How do you know?
-I just do.
-Don’t be putting words in my mouth.
-I’m not but I’m not stupid. It’s only been just over 2 months since we’ve been talking and just at a month since our first date.
-And your point?
-Seriously….. besides, if you felt that way you haven’t said anything yet.
-I was honoring your request.
-Which was?
-You wanted to take it slow. You wanted to know where you were and didn’t want to use me as a rebound. I didn’t want to pressure you into saying anything you didn’t want to say or cause you to freak out because you heard something you didn’t want to hear.
-That’s it?
-What do you want me to say?
-It’d be nice to hear that.
-Are you out of your mind? I’m not saying it first.
-Fine, I love you.
and then I tripped over the stinking dog and made a loud thud.
-Um… are you ok? Are you still there?
-Um… yeah, I just tripped over the dog.
-Oh really?
-Oddly enough, yes. See I wasn’t lying the other day, I was just a few days ahead of myself.
-Nice. by the way, I love you.
– I love you too. Oh. My. Gosh. I can’t believe I just said that!
-Because you don’t believe it? Because you tripped over the dog again? Why?
-Because it seems so soon, but I wouldn’t say it if I didn’t mean it. I just freaked myself out the other night by almost saying it.
-I wish you would have said it. I wanted to hear it. In fact I’ve been dying to say it for a few weeks now, I just didn’t want to scare you.

We continued on with our phone conversation. It finally changed to other topics but at the end of the night, it was ended with an I Love You from both parties involved.

I went to bed with a huge smile on my face that night. Oh crap, I think I’m in love.


He had decided to come home for Labor Day weekend instead of staying down there for 3 days. That Friday morning I got a phone call from Nancy at the front desk telling me I had something sitting at the front desk. I told her I would be right down. I was confused. When I got down to her desk there was the most beautiful bouquet of 1 dozen long stemmed red roses sitting in a vase. Nancy told me she’d love to keep them if I didn’t want them. I opened up the card. It was the sweetest thing I had read in what seemed like a lifetime.


For my Beautiful, Sweet, Sexy Angel! You
Truly have stepped into my heart leaving
footprints to last Forever! I love you!
With Love,
Your Prince Charming

I couldn’t help but grin. I walked back to my desk, a little embarrassed by the big display of roses and everyone passing me in the hallway asking who they were from. I wasn’t exactly sure how to answer because we still hadn’t made anything official between us so I would say, “The guy I’m dating.” I got back to my desk and decided I needed to call my mom. But I didn’t want to tell her over the phone, no that’d be to easy. She works for the same company as me, just in a building across the parking lot so I called her and told her she needed to come up here. I had something to show her. She kept asking what but I just said, if you want to see you’ll need to come up here.About 30 minutes later on her break she walked up here. She walked around the corner, saw them and said, “Are those for me?”
-Well who are they for then? I’d sure love to have them.
-Too bad their mine.
-Who are they from?
-Well read the card.
– Oh boy that boy is head over heels for you.
-No he isn’t. He just likes me 🙂 Did you ride to work with dad?
-Yes, why?
-Will you ride home with me and hold my flowers.

In the meantime I sent my friend Kalem a message telling him. All morning long he had been asking if I got something. I wasn’t sure what he was referring to. Once I told him I got a big display of roses, he grinned and said, yeah I knew you were getting them. We talk.

That afternoon, flowers in tow I headed to my car getting even more questions about the flowers. I got in my car and held them over to where I picked up my mom and then helped her get in the car with them. When we got home, he was sitting in my driveway. I jumped out of my car, raced over to give him a hug, jumped into his arms and about took both of us to the ground. Good thing he was expecting me to do that, he had his balance! I couldn’t quit grinning to save my life. Then I walked back to help my mom get the flowers out of the car so that she could. He took them from me and carried them up to the house for me.

That night my parents, Prince Charming and I decided to go to the movies. (no idea what we saw…) After the movies we went to dinner at Logan’s. We got home around 10:30 that night and he looked at me, said it had been a long day and he was tired. He was probably going to go home. In the morning after I did my Saturday morning routine, holler and if he wasn’t up to something he’d come over. I told him to let me know when he got home, we hugged and kissed and parted ways.

I went upstairs, took a shower and laid down in bed. When it seemed like it had been to long since he had left for him to not call I called him. His phone had died, he got home had to plug it in and was just getting a charge to call me. Ah :). Said good night and we both went to bed.

My mom woke me up the next morning at 7:30. I walked out of my room and she said,”Come down here I want to talk to you.”

Oh great, this didn’t sound good.

………To be continued…..


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