BG asked my permission to go to an Old Boys’ gig next weekend, earlier today.
When I was able to breathe again after laughing so hard, I replied.
I can’t get used to this stuff. Rog never “asked permission.”
And we are adults. Having a conversation is good, but most often I was just told, as he walked out the door. Made it really easy to cheat, that’s for sure.
So it is so funny to me, that BG checks in this way. A man who has rarely been partnered. He thinks those are the rules!
Much as I laugh, it is nice to be considered. Novel, in fact. And I know he is very thoughtful and mostly really careful with my heart.
Just had to share my giggle.