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And I was okay with that.
“Do you want me to help?” I asked.
“I wanna cook for you.”
“Mi cocina es tu cocina, mi amigo.”
He did that,isn’t she cute?head shake again.
Then he got to work on pikelets and caramelized pears.
Spoiler alert…
When I finally shoved that stuff in my mouth, I fell in love.
With his cooking.
But I was sensing that was just the beginning.
NINE
SWINGING LOW
After breakfast, Cap left to go home and shower and pack some stuff to spend the night.
I took this time to hop in the shower too, and being the multi-tasking wunderkind I was, while in the shower, I carefully crafted the perfect reply text to my dad. One that would be both welcoming at the same time establish boundaries.
Therefore, when I got out of the shower, I texted him I was excited for his visit, asked him to email me the particulars, then shared I hadn’t had enough warning to get time off from work, but we’d meet up for dinner.
I then shot off a text to Luna, letting her know I was spending the weekend with Cap, what I’d said to Dad, and Cap was in on the intervention as well as for dinner at her place the next night (it was a long text).
I was doing my makeup when I got back from Dad,That works, honey. We’re renting a car so we can entertain ourselves until we see you. Email sent!
I had to take a break from blending to stare at his text.
Because…
We?
I didn’t ask. I’d had a rollercoaster week. I couldn’t take anymore. So I let it lie.
I was back to blending when Luna returned,Good. Mom and Dad are in with the addition of Cap. Three at theirs. Have fun with your hot guy. Later, bitch.
I finished my makeup and was confronted with the impossible task of sorting a Spend the Day with Cap outfit.
The dress I wanted to wear was at Luna’s, and I lost some time wondering why I’d benched that dress over at Luna’s when it was super cute.
I notched a trip to Luna’s to cycle out my wardrobe on my mental to-do list, marking it high priority.
The runner-up I decided on didn’t suck, though.
I pulled out my babydoll dress that had a mixed floral and band pattern of blues, pinks, reds and peaches, with full three-quarter sleeves gathered at the ends and a vee neck. I buckled on some tan, flat sandals with thick straps that had scalloped edges, spritzed with perfume, added some gold hoops and rings, and switched out my bag to a cute, little tan crossbody, just in time for Cap’s arrival.
I’d given him the gate code so he didn’t have to deplete his magic by bypassing it anymore, thus he knocked on the door.
I opened it to see him wearing beige Bermuda shorts, an ashy-dark taupe, untucked button-down with the long sleeves rolled up high to over his elbows, and some white Chucks. He had a worn, but still awesome, leather backpack slung over his shoulder.
Before Cleo, who was crowding me to get to Cap, could do it, I threw myself at him.
