Chap 5:
The end of the evening drew near. To my shock, we watched the hockey game after dinner. Blaine and my father tried to explain all the rules to me. I still don't really understand what's so great of having the capability to put a puck in a net with a stick, but it was nice to see them bonding so much. The habs won that night.
There was also a secret conversation when I went to the bathroom, but hopefully I'll hear about that sooner or later.
It was nearing time for Blaine to go, and he called for a cab.
"Well I suppose I'll wait outside, we both need our rest."
"Well, it was great meeting you Blaine, you're welcome over here anytime. And remember what we talked about."
"I wouldn't dare forget it."
Burt turned to walk back up the stairs.
"Dad, he shouldn't wait out there alone in the cold, I mean.."
"Just go."
He must be psychic.
We did have to watch for the cab, so we both went outside, completely bundled up.
"So, what exactly did he say to you while I was gone?" Blaine chuckled. "Well, we talked about how dreadful the soufflet was, and made fun of your apron."
I hit him on the arm.
"Don't joke! That took hours!"
"I'm kidding babe." God, that killed me.
"So what did you really talk about?"
"Your father loves you very much."
"Just tell me already!"
"Well, we talked about your mom."
"...Oh."
"It wasn't really like that, he just mentioned her, and asked me to be kind to you..." he wrapped his arms around me "... To be trustworthy, and most of all, to be a gentleman. And honest."
"As if you weren't any of those things before."
"Well, ignoring all past experience you have with me, I want to promise you this."
I looked up at him and waited.
"I promise you to be faithful, to never leave your side for as long as you want me there, to be gentle, but not too gentle," I laughed "and to always, always love you for who you are. I promise."
I snuggled into his arms.
The taxi approached, and I kissed him in reply to all that he had just said.
We parted at the honking horn, and he whispered goodnight.
I watched him leave in that small yellow car, remembering our first encounter.
Courage, is what he told me.
Courage.
Courage is what he gave me.
I walked up to my room, got ready for bed and checked my phone. I had a text message.
"Goodnight darling. I had a wonderful time tonight. I only wish it could have lasted longer.
I can't wait to see you again.
Yours, Blaine. 3"
I couldn't have slept better that night.