Ahh, Joe Longo. What a topic to start this on. How do I begin? I mean, I let a man into my home to take care of my niece and nephew 3 years ago, and now I have feelings for him and want him. How the hell did this happen?
You are probably thinking, 'Oh, c'mon, you can't deny it, just tell him." Frankly, it's not that damn easy.
Joe is smart, kind, funny- and smug. But I've noticed some changes lately. Like he isn't so sarcastic anymore...well, he is when he needs to be.
But still, I need him, and to be honest -brace yourself- when he almost left to have a full-time job babysitting for the neighbors It was the scariest thing I had to deal with in a long while. How would you feel about losing someone you are fond of and love-oops, I ment LIKE- to a selfish baby?! Yeah, that's what I thought.
C'mon give me break. I love- damn, me and that love word!- Joe and I like having him around. Lennox and Ryder don't realize what a wonderful man they have in their home. But then again, neither do I. Not yet.
What people don't understand is that just because I am dating a man that is kind, handsome, and cares about me and is not Joe doesn't mean that I don't still have feelings for my nanny. (Well that sounded weird.) When Joe was going to leave have that other nanny job, Lennox questioned me about me not wanting Joe to leave because of something "more". I told her that it was something less, much less. I have to say, I am a darn good fibber!
I have kept things from the kids and Stephanie, things that only me and Joe would ever recall. Like when I kissed him at his would-be apartment. Ha, people think I don't remember. Well, I do. Clearly, actually. Yes, I surprised myself by the kiss, and I clearly surprised Longo. Before I knew it, I was being dragged out the door by Lennox and Ryder and then I felt his lips on mine. It was very fast. We had a candlelight dinner... why the hell did I ever bring all that romantic crap? All of a sudden I was in his apartment and I brought out candles and a tablecloth. Like he was my...boyfriend or something.
How do I know if he is the right person? I mean I only kissed him for real once, and even then I was so confused about what I did that I had no idea what to feel. Kissing Joe Longo is like killing a puppy or something. Totally wrong. Although, now that I think about it, kissing him wouldn't be so bad... yeah, wrong train of thought. Oh come on Burke, you know you can't deny it. God I hate it when I make fun of myself.
I'll be with Joe one day, but for now it will just have to wait.