Chapter 5: Giddy
"Hey, you're back!"
"Hey! Kwest man, what's up? What'd I miss?"
He looks over at me. "What'd I miss?"
I grin. "Nothing," I say as nonchalantly as I can-- and fail.
"How was dinner?" he asks suspiciously.
"Dinner went well." Dinner was everything I had ever dreamed and so much more.
"Did it, now?"
"I mean... yeah, it was good." Wow, trying to suppress m excitement is turning out to be really hard.
"You didn't... lay her or anything?"
Way to pop my bubble, Kwest. Thanks. "Give me some credit, man. I've told you so many times how different she is, how special... and you expect me to treat her like any other piece of ass? Give me a break, Kwest. I didn't lay her."
"So why are you so... giddy?"
"Maybe I'm seeing someone. Steadily."
He stares at me. "No way."
"Yeah. It was official this morning. You should have seen how happy she got when I told her I love her."
Kwest is quiet for a minute. "Do you really love her?"
"Yes." I surprise myself with how immediately I answered that. I didn't even think about it. I didn't have to think about it. I didn't say 'sure' or 'maybe'. I wait for the second thoughts, like the ones with Portia or Angie, but the don't come.
Kwest must have been thinking the same thing, because after a moment, he chuckles. "Start the presses; Tommy Q is off the market."
"Shut up, man."
"So when do I get to meet her?"
"On Tuesday. I got her to record something for me at home... recruiting her, you know. I'm bringing her here to do some after hours stuff."
"I'm there, man. So there."