Lunch and teasing

My guy is not the most punctual person on this planet. It's who he is.

He originally wanted to meet for lunch at 13:00 on Friday. I asked that we try 12:30, to compensate for any unexpected delays.

He ended up being twenty minutes late. My boss was talking to me about topics that I didn't exactly want to discuss. My phone finally rang. I excused myself and said that I had to take it.

My guy was in the underground parking lot, closest to the entrance. I told him that I would drive my car over and fetch him.

He had his luggage ready. I saw him standing there. He looked good, as expected.

He remembered to bring me some training guides. We had talked about them the other week. He had extras and needed to get rid of them. I need them for the co-op students. It all works out.

My guy loaded his luggage into my car.

"You can hand me your car keys. I would be happy to car-sit your manual car while you are away," I teased him, extending my arm out to receive his car keys.
"Keep dreaming, sweetie," he told me.
"I would be a good car-sitter. I'd sit in your car and drive it."

Well, I am still making progress. He has said that I can drive it "one day" and "under supervision." He is caving in. He no longer says no to me. It's fun teasing him.

We held hands as I drove us to the restaurant for lunch. I parked and we got out of the car.

"Did you get your hair cut?" I asked him.
"I did," he acknowledged, smiling at me.
"It looks good. It shows how uniform your head is. Can I caress it?" I asked him.
"Yes, you can," he replied.
"Which one?" I asked.
"Both," he said.

It is always great being with him.