This is Part II of three. You can read Part I here.
First of all, on a side note, Lance has demanded that the BF have a name. Unfortunately, I told the BF he could name himself. So, his name is Jake. Honey and Jake…sigh.
Back on topic…much to my delight, this past weekend reaffirmed just how much Jake and I really do get along when he isn’t being taken to the emergency room or drinking himself into a stupor because of work stress. The best part, however, was what he said on Friday when we were having drinks with his work friend, Dick. Continued