What a night!
I have to write this down right away, I'm so tired I might forget it all by morning, or think it was a dream.
Kevin Richardson, Mr. I'm so fucking perfect, apologized to me! Got that? He said sorry!
It started out to be a pretty ordinary evening. He and Alex arrived together bearing gifts of flowers, chocolates and two big boxes of goodies from 'Daniel et Daniel', the best bakery in the entire world. There was something between them, I got a sense of closeness, almost protectiveness and it emanated from AJ, almost as if he was looking out for Kevin. I didn't think it would be that way, I just assumed that Mr. High and Mighty did all the caretaking in that duo, but, no, not tonight.
Alex was suitably impressed with the house, I have to admit I love the reactions of people when they first come in. This house delights me, and I'm happy when it delights someone else. It was cute, Kevin did most of the 'showing', I think he feels something more for this house than the average visitor.
We sat in the big room, I had lit the fireplace earlier since the evening had become very cool, and there was fog coming in off the lake. Denis and Maria got along wonderfully with the two men, I imagine that Denis bonded with Alex over their golf game. The girls got home from their shopping excursion with Kristy and her mom a little while later and showed off their purchases. Dresses for their graduation; they wouldn't let me come with them, they said they needed absolute control over this...sigh..it's hard being a mom to two incredibly independant females. They were talked into giving us a fashion show by Alex, of all people. He seems to have won them over, just as I imagine he wins all the ladies over. The dresses were beautiful, and I became quite teary for a moment, but Maria was there and put her arm around me as she whispered that I shouldn't let the girls see me crying in front of strangers. Of course, she was right, they would have been mortified.
They also had new cds, which Alex was also interested in, and they actually invited him up to their room to listen to one of the songs. He winked at me as he followed them up the staircase, and I had the feeling that he was going to get the full teenage treatment. Not that he'd mind.
The big event of the night came when I went to the kitchen to check on the lasagna. Kevin followed me in and I got all embarrassed, remembering the kiss from the night before, but he didn't mention it, or even make any cute remarks. He looked very uncomfortable and told me that he had been acting like a horse's ass and he was profoundly sorry for it all. He said he hoped I would forgive him and let him start over again.
I have to admit that my mouth hung open for a second or two, before I manually shut it. I was gracious and said that I would be happy if he wanted to start over. We shook on it.
From there, we had dinner, all of us around the big table. Lots of laughing, teasing, joking, discussing...one of my favourite types of times. Through it all, I kept catching Alex watching Kevin. I wonder what's wrong? I know that a couple of times I caught a look of intense sadness in his eyes.
His green eyes. His lovely, green, intense eyes. *shakes self* It made me almost want to pat his hand and draw him to my breast, but I had a feeling that that could turn into erotica right before my eyes, so I kept my breast to myself.
No one stayed very long after dinner. School and work for most of us. Not Alex and Kevin, of course, but they respected our timetables. It turns out Alex is leaving tomorrow, something about a situation back in LA that needs his immediate attention. But Kevin is staying for a few more days, and he asked if we could have lunch tomorrow. Of course, I said YES...lunch with a handsome man...I'm not a fool. He made mention that he needed to talk to me, if I wouldn't mind...I guess he going to use me as an advice column or something. Probably some problem with his latest bimbette. Oh well, anything for a free lunch, so they say in the biz.
Got to get to bed now, seven AM comes early when you have to drive one daughter to soccer practice and the other to math club. Math club. Where did I go wrong? Sigh...
Kevin Richardson, Mr. I'm so fucking perfect, apologized to me! Got that? He said sorry!
It started out to be a pretty ordinary evening. He and Alex arrived together bearing gifts of flowers, chocolates and two big boxes of goodies from 'Daniel et Daniel', the best bakery in the entire world. There was something between them, I got a sense of closeness, almost protectiveness and it emanated from AJ, almost as if he was looking out for Kevin. I didn't think it would be that way, I just assumed that Mr. High and Mighty did all the caretaking in that duo, but, no, not tonight.
Alex was suitably impressed with the house, I have to admit I love the reactions of people when they first come in. This house delights me, and I'm happy when it delights someone else. It was cute, Kevin did most of the 'showing', I think he feels something more for this house than the average visitor.
We sat in the big room, I had lit the fireplace earlier since the evening had become very cool, and there was fog coming in off the lake. Denis and Maria got along wonderfully with the two men, I imagine that Denis bonded with Alex over their golf game. The girls got home from their shopping excursion with Kristy and her mom a little while later and showed off their purchases. Dresses for their graduation; they wouldn't let me come with them, they said they needed absolute control over this...sigh..it's hard being a mom to two incredibly independant females. They were talked into giving us a fashion show by Alex, of all people. He seems to have won them over, just as I imagine he wins all the ladies over. The dresses were beautiful, and I became quite teary for a moment, but Maria was there and put her arm around me as she whispered that I shouldn't let the girls see me crying in front of strangers. Of course, she was right, they would have been mortified.
They also had new cds, which Alex was also interested in, and they actually invited him up to their room to listen to one of the songs. He winked at me as he followed them up the staircase, and I had the feeling that he was going to get the full teenage treatment. Not that he'd mind.
The big event of the night came when I went to the kitchen to check on the lasagna. Kevin followed me in and I got all embarrassed, remembering the kiss from the night before, but he didn't mention it, or even make any cute remarks. He looked very uncomfortable and told me that he had been acting like a horse's ass and he was profoundly sorry for it all. He said he hoped I would forgive him and let him start over again.
I have to admit that my mouth hung open for a second or two, before I manually shut it. I was gracious and said that I would be happy if he wanted to start over. We shook on it.
From there, we had dinner, all of us around the big table. Lots of laughing, teasing, joking, discussing...one of my favourite types of times. Through it all, I kept catching Alex watching Kevin. I wonder what's wrong? I know that a couple of times I caught a look of intense sadness in his eyes.
His green eyes. His lovely, green, intense eyes. *shakes self* It made me almost want to pat his hand and draw him to my breast, but I had a feeling that that could turn into erotica right before my eyes, so I kept my breast to myself.
No one stayed very long after dinner. School and work for most of us. Not Alex and Kevin, of course, but they respected our timetables. It turns out Alex is leaving tomorrow, something about a situation back in LA that needs his immediate attention. But Kevin is staying for a few more days, and he asked if we could have lunch tomorrow. Of course, I said YES...lunch with a handsome man...I'm not a fool. He made mention that he needed to talk to me, if I wouldn't mind...I guess he going to use me as an advice column or something. Probably some problem with his latest bimbette. Oh well, anything for a free lunch, so they say in the biz.
Got to get to bed now, seven AM comes early when you have to drive one daughter to soccer practice and the other to math club. Math club. Where did I go wrong? Sigh...