Eve takes a Bite

I thought of Adam often. I knew if Mr. Almost and I didn't work out in the end, I would go straight for Adam, and I did.  After the fallout of Mr. Almost and I, Adam and I started texting and flirting again. We were back on track (or so I thought). He kept asking me to come see him at work so one day I gathered up a group of friends and went to the bar where he bar tends. This to me was a confirmation trip. I was so into him back at college, he haunted my subconscious throughout my relationship with Mr.Almost; I had to know what this was about. I had a million ways to minimize it...maybe it was show-mance, maybe it was lust, maybe it was wanting what you can't have, maybe maybe maybe. I needed to see him, I wanted to know if it was all in my head.


I saw him. There he was, standing behind the bar, his hair longer than when I had seen him last. In khakis and a blue button down. My heart jumped. The old feelings I had for him rushed back like they had never left. I couldn't stop watching him. Long story short, we talked for a long time, we flirted, time passed, friends faded into the background, and I knew the chemistry was real. Even so- I wanted validation. I asked him what it all had meant, if he had really liked me back then, if it was all a game. He told me it had been true. Said he liked me so much that it was hard for him to get over me. He started to say that he knew I probably didn't want to hear this since I was with Mr.Almost and probably happy...


He didn't know Mr.Almost and I had broken up! I blurted it out. His face changed suddenly. It was strange, confused, almost sad. I asked him what was wrong but he just stuttered a few times, repeating "you didn't tell me, I didn't know." I asked him why that mattered and he replied that he had just gotten into a relationship. Later that night I asked him if he had known about my break up if it would have made any difference...he said yes. I took a bite...and now all Hell was about to break loose.