Everyone calls him Gunns because he is 6'4" with some of the nicest muscles you've ever seen. I would be intimidated to talk to him if I hadn't met him in a suit first. His initial insecurities about things made my heart go out to him. He once asked me why girls find him intimidating, and I flat out told him it was because no one could turn away from his muscles and his extremely attractive face. I found him attractive because of his personality, THEN his rocking body.
One night after leaving a party, I said goodbye to Gunns. He was blitzed out of his mind, and he took my face in his hands and brought our faces together. I managed to move at the last minute to avoid an on the lips kiss, then he opened his mouth and said;
"I want you to know that I love you. And I love Lover Boy too. My love for him is the only thing stopping me from picking you up and going off to Fiji and having my way with you, because I love small girls."
It was a drunken statement, like many I must've made the night that turned me into Two Drink Girl. It still made me feel pretty and wanted, and every girl needs that once in awhile. He was made fun of the next day for it, and weeks after. He even brought me a label off of the Fiji water bottles as a joke, which made me feel even nicer, like he even thought of me. He even moved someone aside so that he could sit next to "his girlfriend."
But then the other night I went to visit him at his work, a VIP host of an ultra-lounge. I saw him make eyes at a girl as he let her in, and I jokingly said to him "Are you cheating on me?" All in fun, all he had to do was sarcastically say "No, not me!"
Instead, I got "Of course. You are lucky I'm still even interested."
Needless to say, I'm in the market for a new boyfriend to take me to Fiji.
Monday, February 20, 2006
Pretend Boyfriends Can Break Your Heart
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