Beautiful Illusion updated chapter 41&42 on pg 16 - Page 10

Chapter - 33
Promises - Promises

It was January now, and we had been home, together, uninterrupted by any serious event, for well over a month. And there had been, as of yet, no mention of me meeting Nick. I didn't bring it up, either. I was too nervous.
However, one Friday night, over a simple dinner of pasta and oil, Ryan casually brought it up. "Uh, what do you think about next Saturday night?"
"As in?"
"As in you and me and Nick getting together for dinner."
I took a deep breath. I had hoped to avoid it, but here it was. "Sure."
He smiled. "Good. You've met my mother, and Nate. Now it's time for you to meet the third-most important person in my life."
I looked at him quizzically. I guessed that meant that I was fourth most important, behind his mother, Nick and Nate, who wasn't even living in town. I immediately felt dejected. I thought that I rated higher than that.
He kissed me. "You, of course, are tied for number one. With my mother. And Nick is third."
I was relieved, and sad that I still jumped to the conclusion that I didn't rate high in his life.
"And, when you are Mrs. Gallagher, you will be number one in my life, bar none."
I smiled. Promises, promises.
"Ok, then. Let's do it!" I had a tight smile on my face, and Ryan, unfortunately, was learning all my tells.

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Originally posted by: Sweet24

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Originally posted by: swetiii

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Originally posted by: Sweet24

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Chapter - 34
Friday Concentration

It was Friday, the day of meeting Nick. I was at work, and feeling queasier by the second about what the night held in store for me. I didn't know what to expect - would they be stealing glances with each other, and talking about me when I went to the bathroom? Would they be discussing the possibility of a three-way between all of us? I knew that Nick was basically straight, although was definitely more bisexual than Ryan. At least that was what Ryan told me about him - that Nick loved women, and women loved him, and he had dudes on the side. But that Nick also did like his "dudes on the side," and Ryan did not like "dudes on the side." So, Ryan was pretty much a one guy guy, whereas I guess Nick was a multi-guy guy.
I sighed. I was reading more and more books about this, and I was understanding that were lots of men like Nick - happily married and prowling for men. Mother never told me about this when I was growing up. Hell, when I was growing up, Nick would be labeled a closet homosexual. Period. Suddenly, however, it was becoming more known that men did like men, and this didn't mean that they were gay. Or on the way to gaytown. I thought of Cary Grant and James Dean, both rumored bisexuals, and felt comforted.
Anyhow, I had to concentrate at work. Which wasn't easy on the best of days. I dazedly sat through new client intakes, explaining the rules of bankruptcy to one client, and how I could help get custody of their kid to another. To another guy I was explaining how I would get him off his latest DUI charge. Then, in the afternoon, I sat through the endless line at the traffic prosecutor's office, in an effort to reduce a ticket. It was all in a day's work, really, except that I knew that the evening would be anything but routine.