This afternoon I received a text message from James telling me he had locked himself out. Since he left his keys at my house on Saturday and this was his spare he had locked inside, he would need to either come and get my key or go to my house and get his keys.
Earlier in the day he asked if I was coming over tonight; since it was a staff meeting night and I didn't finish until almost nine at night I said that I would come over tomorrow night. Kinda wishing that right now in this moment, that I had gone over though. Anywho.
So when I check my phone and see three messages from him, I wondered what had happened. He asked if he could come and get my key from me; of course I reply back and tell him to message me when he arrives at my work.
In that moment, when I received that text, oh boy was I excited. I almost couldn't believe how excited I was. I normally get excited when I get to his house, but it is different. It's more like excited butterflies, but this was just plain excitement. Like bounce up and down excited. Again, anywho.
I gave him his key. Kissed him. Hugged him. Spoke. Kissed him again. Spoke again. Kissed again. I think that was repeated another few times. In that moment, I didn't want him to go. I asked if he wanted to stay at mine but he has interviews in the morning.
God he looked sexy too.
Made. My. Night.