Chapter 4: The Rendezvous
"We're meeting your doctor here?" Pogue asked for the third time that night, smirk planted on his face.
"For the last fuckin time, yes!"
"Okay! Shit, no need to get your panties in a twist," Pogue laughed.
"There he is," Reid suddenly said. Pogue looked over at the door and stopped laughing.
Caleb and his friend walked through the crowded bar. Reid recognized his friend as the nurse at the clinic. They introduced each other and found out that his name was Tyler Sims. He had short, dark brown hair, dark blue eyes, and pink lips. As Pogue and Tyler shook hands, Reid saw the look on Pogue's face. 'I know that look,' he thought to himself.
Over the next few hours, the boys watched the game and talked and laughed. The awkwardness that was always present in meeting new people quickly dissipated once Caleb and Reid started to talk. The game ended with loud cheers from the TV and the bar; the Boston Celtics winning after three overtimes. In celebration, the bartender gave free drinks for the rest of the night. Caleb and Tyler finally bid them goodnight and left, promising to hang out again.
"You had that 'look' all night man," Reid was SLIGHTLY buzzed.
"Whatcha talkin' about?" Pogue asked, tipsy too.
"That look that you get when you're imagining doing stuff to a person," Reid giggled out.
"I did not!" Pogue protested.
"Don' lie!" he laughed and his voice softened. "You're head over heels for this guy," Reid stated.
"But I'm not even in to guys-" he started to say.
"Neither was I," Reid smiled warmly.
"He just totally caught me off guard," he muttered.
Reid draped his arm over Pogue's shoulder. "You're still my buddy," Reid said simply. Pogue smiled and chuckled.