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|Sun, 09-30-2012 - 11:54pm|
I think Cowboy has brought out my inner harlot. When I left him Thursday, he jokingly told me he wished he had a picture of me so he wouldn't be so lonely. So I sent him one once I got to the hotel > and immediately got a phone call. Saturday morning he called me (he never does that on a weekend!) and had to hang up on me because our supervisor was calling him. So while he was talking to the supervisor, I sent him another picture > That cut our supervisor's call short. I will never be able to be President now. On the drive home, he sent me a photo of his leg. Made me laugh out loud and grin for most of the trip back. He does have nice legs
This guy gets me. I don't have to explain myself at ALL to him because he is on the same twisted brain wave as me. He does this thing that makes me grin and chuckle - when we're together, he'll suddenly look me straight in the eye and nod his head and say, "yep." When he did it a few times, I asked him what he was yepping at. He matter-of-factly said, "I'm answering the question you're asking. Yep, I love you. Yep, this is real. Yep, I want to kiss you. Yep, this is going to last." I just stared at him with a grin on my face and he grinned back and said, "Yep! I know." He really does. I have never had anyone be able to read me like he can. It's scary and exciting all at the same time.