Page 7 of Forever and Always
As he walks toward the mechanic’s shop, I’m struck by the realization that I’ve developed feelings for this guy I was just supposed to help. Bobby drives away in his car, leaving me standing by my cruiser, contemplating the nickname “little prince.” Where did that come from?
I stand there, feeling a mix of emotions. I’ve never been one for pet names or terms of endearment, but “little prince” just slipped out. I try to shake off the feeling, convincing myself it was just a slip of the tongue. Deep down, though, I know it’s more than that. I’ve been drawn to Bobby from the moment I met him, and that nickname was an unconscious expression of my feelings.
I get back into my cruiser and start the engine, trying to process my emotions. I’ve always been a by-the-book kind of guy, but Bobby has me feeling like I’m breaking all my own rules.
As I drive away, I can’t help but wonder if I’ll see Bobby again and what might happen if I do.
7
BOBBY
As I step inside, I’m greeted by the familiar comfort of my own home. I take a deep breath, feeling a sense of relief wash over me. It’s been a long week, and I’m looking forward to a relaxing weekend.
But as I close the door behind me, my mind starts to wander back to Darke. I can’t believe he called me “little prince.” It was such a sweet and unexpected gesture.
I smile to myself, feeling a flutter in my chest. I haven’t been able to stop thinking about him since our first meeting a the estate. There’s something about him that draws me in, something beyond his handsome face and charming smile. My cock stirs within my suit pants just thinking about him.
As I head to the kitchen to grab a drink, my phone buzzes in my pocket. I take it out, hoping to see a text from Darke. But instead, it’s Jenny.
JENNY: So… tell me about him!
I take a deep breath, trying to decide how much to share. Do I tell her about Darke’s nickname, or keep it to myself?
I share everything to Jenny. Once I text her, she responds immediately with enthusiasm.
JENNY: ???? Oh my god, Bobby! I knew it! I knew he was into you! The ‘little prince’ thing is so adorable! ?? What are you going to do? Are you going to ask him out?
I blush, a mix of excitement and nervousness inside me. Also, I wasn’t expecting that eggplant from Jenn.
ME: I don’t know, Jenny. I don’t want to assume anything. What if he was just being friendly?
Jenny’s response is emphatic.
JENNY: Friendly? No way! That nickname was definitely flirting. You have to go for it, Bobby! Ask him out and see where it goes. Worst case, he says no and you’re no worse off. But what if he says yes?
I take a deep breath, considering Jenna’s words. Maybe she’s right. Maybe it’s time to take a chance.
ME: I’ll give it a go.
JENNY: Keep me updated!!
I take my bottle of water over to the couch.
As I’m sitting on the sofa cushion, I stare at my phone as I try to come up with the perfect message to send to Darke. I’ve already written and deleted a few attempts, not wanting to sound too awkward or forward. Is asking a police officer to hang out okay? Would I get in trouble, and risk his job?
“Ugh, why is this so hard?” I say to myself, tossing my phone onto the coffee table.
Jenny’s words of encouragement echo in my mind.“Just be yourself, Bobby. He’ll appreciate your authenticity.”
I take a deep breath, pick up my phone, and start typing again.
ME: Hey Darke, wanted to say thanks again for the ride and the… um, the nickname. It made my day a little brighter.
I hesitate, wondering if I should add more or just leave it at that.
I send the message, then quickly turn off my phone and toss in onto the couch cushion, feeling like a coward.
What have I just done?I think to myself.
