53 My everything.

Lance. 

He is everything. 

I look at him in this car and I feel like the luckiest person in the world. I just want to rip off all his clothes and have him right here in this car. Ford is not the kind that would agree to that, he is too conservative. He doesn't do the whole public display of affection. I know it is because he is still kinda in the closet. 

I can't wait for him to open the door and bloom like the beautiful butterfly he is. He is so much more than everyone thinks. 

"You said you had good news?'' he reminds me. 

Now I don't even know if my news is good. He mentioned how he couldn't wait to be in the same house with me a couple of minutes ago. I don't know what he is thinking. Does he really want me in his place all the time? Is he actually looking forward to it? 

''I spoke to my mom.'' 

He nods ''And?''