The Little Things
Chapter 7
I got on behind him and again, with confidence, reached my arms all the way around his waist as I grinned from ear to ear.
"You're getting much better at that! Now just be careful you don't drift too far south otherwise you'll get to meet Big House."
"Big House?" I asked questioningly.
"Well yeah! He sure isn't as small as Little Jimmy so I can't call him Little." I laughed in reply.
"Hey, no laughing at the idea of my manhood."
"I'm not but believe what you wish. Either way I'm going to keep what you said in mind," I said with a smile.
"I'm not sure if I liked the way you said that. I think you're conspiring against Big House." He then started the engine and we were off to our destination.
The pub was a fairly quiet and dim setting. We got a small booth in back and House insisted on us getting some ale. "You can't come to a pub and not order some ale. Just one! It's not like we'll go back to work plastered."
We talked, laughed and had a great time. It's amazing how much of a friend to me he has become within just a few weeks. Before my birthday I would had said, if anyone asked who he was, that he was my boss but now, now I'd have to say that he is more of a friend than he is my boss.
We ordered our food; I got a salad and he got a corned beef sandwich. It wasn't his Reuben but he enjoyed it. The ale was great too.
"I love hanging out with you House," I said after taking a bite of my salad.
"Hey, why so formal while we hang out? I'm Greg to you outside the hospital!"
"Okay, Greg!"
"Oooo, let's put some tunes on!" He walked over to the jukebox that happened to be right next to our table and was scanned through the selection. "Alright! They've got a lot of good stuff." He selected a couple of songs and came back to finish his meal. We were bobbing our head to the music as we ate and by the time the last song he chose started playing we were done with our food.
As we left the pub and headed towards his motorcycle, we talked some more. We actually have a lot of interests in common. Yeah, so he doesn't like girly movies too much and he prefers reading mystery whereas I prefer romance and fantasy but we still have a lot in common.
"You want to hang tonight?" he asked as we almost reached his motorcycle.
"Sure, I don't have any plans. What do you want to do?"
"How about we catch a flick?"
"Sure, sounds good," I replied.
From that day on Greg and I became close friends. When he wasn't hanging out with Wilson he was hanging out with me. A few times I met up with him and Wilson at Greg's house to watch Monster Trucks with them or to just hang. It was great fun. Wilson seemed a little surprised when he first found out we were hanging out together. I mean, he knew of the couple of kisses Greg and I had shared but he was told there were ulterior motives behind each of them. I didn't mention that I enjoyed the kisses. I figured I'd leave that part out but with the first kiss I got the information I was looking for and the second kiss Chase henceforth stopped pestering me every Tuesday. It was a win, win situation for me.