on the wing.”
“I hope I don’t disappoint.”
“You won’t. Darcy speaks highly of you and I have to admit, she generally knows her stuff. When are you heading back down?”
“I was planning on coming Friday night but my little brothers want to watch so instead I’m heading down early with them on Satur day. I’ll be here by eight.”
Caleb grabbed Tom for a few minutes to give him the rundown on the tournament competition and then Tom, too soon, was saying his goodbyes. I walked him back out to the car . He kissed me and held onto me tight before we broke apart and he got into his truck. Even though it was only going to be two days, I was bummed watching him drive away.
Thanksgiving was great. Kate wasn’t huge yet but her bump was very noticeable. Kate looked so beautiful and she and Luke were so obviously happy. The way they held hands, the way I saw Luke place a hand on Kate’s belly and then look up at her with wonder and such absolute and complete love in his eyes, was moving. I really and truly could see that someday for me and Tom.
During dinner, talk went from Mom’s latest photo graphy project, to our upcoming trip to Puerto Rico, to possible baby names—Caleb suggested some doosies—and then, as I knew it would, on to my love life. Luke asked Caleb to fill him in on Tom. I felt like a little kid sitting at the table. “Hello? You can ask me about my boyfriend, Luke.”
“I will, but first I w ant to know what Caleb thinks.”
Caleb shrugged, “So far so good but I was mainly concerned with how he measured up for Saturday.”
Luke said in between bites of stuffing, “Don’t be so touchy, Darce. I love you. What kind of big brother would I be if I didn’t check up on your boyfriends? I’m still mad at Caleb for not keeping me in the loop about that last asshole.”
Kate put her hand on his forearm. “In the past, Luke, remember?”
Caleb said breezily, “I had it under control, obvious ly.”
Kate smiled at me, eyes twinkling, “And it sounds like Darcy is in good hands now. I can’t wait to meet Tom on Saturday.”
Luke gave me a look that was like a warning. “I’m looki ng forward to meeting him too.”
He finally stopped when I pegged him in the head with a dinner roll.
Saturday morning I got up early to pack up our gear for the day. I made thermoses of hot chocolate, sandwiches for everyone, and packed bananas and oranges for the guys playing. It was a sunny, crisp fall Saturday; the best kind of day to be in Central Park.
Luke was a spectator for the first time this year. He hung out with Brendan and Terrence, explaining the game to them and showing them how to pass the rugby ball. I knew Caleb was happy with me because Tom played great. My dad was impressed with Tom’s play also and was even happier still that he didn’t have to treat anyone on the team today for injuries. Mr. and Mrs. Farrell came down later in the afternoon to watch and to pick up the boys. Caleb and Tom’s team did well but they were knocked out in the semi-finals.
Afterwards we made our way to the party at a bar on the Upper East Side. Finally, after all these years, I was allowed to stay. We had a great time. Beers were def initely flowing, we were dancing, and Tom was probably a little too touchy-feely for Luke’s taste. I heard him yell to Caleb over the music, “What’s with all this excessive PDA?”
Caleb answered, not realizing I was straining to hear him, “It’s all good. He’s great and I’m happy that for once I don’t have to run interference between every guy in the room and Darcy. With him here, no one’s hitting on her and I can relax. And Tom is a major step up from that fucking tool, Nick. I still wish I broke that gu y’s jaw when I had the chance.”
Caleb really couldn’t say anything about me and Tom anyway, as he had just retracted his tongue from the throat of some girl. He
“I hope I don’t disappoint.”
“You won’t. Darcy speaks highly of you and I have to admit, she generally knows her stuff. When are you heading back down?”
“I was planning on coming Friday night but my little brothers want to watch so instead I’m heading down early with them on Satur day. I’ll be here by eight.”
Caleb grabbed Tom for a few minutes to give him the rundown on the tournament competition and then Tom, too soon, was saying his goodbyes. I walked him back out to the car . He kissed me and held onto me tight before we broke apart and he got into his truck. Even though it was only going to be two days, I was bummed watching him drive away.
Thanksgiving was great. Kate wasn’t huge yet but her bump was very noticeable. Kate looked so beautiful and she and Luke were so obviously happy. The way they held hands, the way I saw Luke place a hand on Kate’s belly and then look up at her with wonder and such absolute and complete love in his eyes, was moving. I really and truly could see that someday for me and Tom.
During dinner, talk went from Mom’s latest photo graphy project, to our upcoming trip to Puerto Rico, to possible baby names—Caleb suggested some doosies—and then, as I knew it would, on to my love life. Luke asked Caleb to fill him in on Tom. I felt like a little kid sitting at the table. “Hello? You can ask me about my boyfriend, Luke.”
“I will, but first I w ant to know what Caleb thinks.”
Caleb shrugged, “So far so good but I was mainly concerned with how he measured up for Saturday.”
Luke said in between bites of stuffing, “Don’t be so touchy, Darce. I love you. What kind of big brother would I be if I didn’t check up on your boyfriends? I’m still mad at Caleb for not keeping me in the loop about that last asshole.”
Kate put her hand on his forearm. “In the past, Luke, remember?”
Caleb said breezily, “I had it under control, obvious ly.”
Kate smiled at me, eyes twinkling, “And it sounds like Darcy is in good hands now. I can’t wait to meet Tom on Saturday.”
Luke gave me a look that was like a warning. “I’m looki ng forward to meeting him too.”
He finally stopped when I pegged him in the head with a dinner roll.
Saturday morning I got up early to pack up our gear for the day. I made thermoses of hot chocolate, sandwiches for everyone, and packed bananas and oranges for the guys playing. It was a sunny, crisp fall Saturday; the best kind of day to be in Central Park.
Luke was a spectator for the first time this year. He hung out with Brendan and Terrence, explaining the game to them and showing them how to pass the rugby ball. I knew Caleb was happy with me because Tom played great. My dad was impressed with Tom’s play also and was even happier still that he didn’t have to treat anyone on the team today for injuries. Mr. and Mrs. Farrell came down later in the afternoon to watch and to pick up the boys. Caleb and Tom’s team did well but they were knocked out in the semi-finals.
Afterwards we made our way to the party at a bar on the Upper East Side. Finally, after all these years, I was allowed to stay. We had a great time. Beers were def initely flowing, we were dancing, and Tom was probably a little too touchy-feely for Luke’s taste. I heard him yell to Caleb over the music, “What’s with all this excessive PDA?”
Caleb answered, not realizing I was straining to hear him, “It’s all good. He’s great and I’m happy that for once I don’t have to run interference between every guy in the room and Darcy. With him here, no one’s hitting on her and I can relax. And Tom is a major step up from that fucking tool, Nick. I still wish I broke that gu y’s jaw when I had the chance.”
Caleb really couldn’t say anything about me and Tom anyway, as he had just retracted his tongue from the throat of some girl. He
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