I put on my bright orange tights and wore my hair just so. He put on the plaid shirt he knows I like the best. We kissed the babies goodbye and left everything at the door. Camera included.
We held hands and kissed at street corners, forgetting green lights in favor of x’s and o’s. We walked fast, and left our bags behind. We ate to our fill and I ordered one more drink.
We got carded and grinned. Smile lines we have etched into each others faces grew deeper.
The only betrayal of our age and obligation were the little circles on my dress inching bigger by the second, reminding me of the biggest little responsibility crawling around at home.
I found my city again. I fell in love with the crinkles around his eyes again. And I felt sure, strong, comfortable, and safe. I remembered why we are best friends. I had that wonderful moment at the end of a date where you think “wow, I really like you!” .
We dated today. And it was perfect.
