The boy came over one day last week when I was feeling particularly....amorous. I kissed him as he came in the door before he said hello, and he didn't even have a chance to take off his jacket before the kissing turned from playful to serious.
(Don't worry. There's a clear line of things I'll talk about and things I won't. This blog post won't cross it.)
When we finally paused for a moment, the boy took off his jacket (purchased at the outdoor store where he works and probably wishes he could spend all of his time) and tossed it on the chair. My brain to mouth filter was obviously otherwise occupied because I observed and immediately said, "What's that mark on the shoulder of your jacket?"
I immediately cursed myself. Stupid over observant tendency. Stupid off-topic comment. Stupid inability to stop thoughts from becoming words. That totally could have waited.
The boy was immediately distracted from me.
"There's a mark on my jacket? What mark? Where?"
I would have been disappointed at the ease in which he was distracted from me if I hadn't already seen it coming and was prepared. (This whole knowing each other well? It goes both ways.)
"Ahem. Girlfriend trumps jacket?"
"Right, right," The boy turned back to me with a smile and a kiss. "Girlfriend trumps jacket. Jacket is easier to replace."
This time I drew back. "I'm sorry, what was that again? Easier to replace?!"
The boy immediately realized his mistake. "Well... I just mean that you're one of a kind, baby."
"Nice try." (But I won't lie. I was won over.)
The boy sighed. "This is going to be a blog post, isn't it?"
"Fine. Just be sure to tell them that I said you're one of a kind."
"Sure I will. AFTER you said I was replaceable."
"But you're more difficult to replace than a very expensive North Face jacket!" The boy pointed out helpfully.
"Man. This just keeps getting better and better..."