H had asked me during the earlier phone convo if I could bring him something to eat. At the time I had told him no, I couldn't.

Well, I decided to surprise him. So I went to the Marsh by his apartment to pick up something quick. H is really good at ruining my surprises--he calls me, says he has an emergency, and askes where I'm at.

So of course I told him I was right by his place. The "emergency" turned out be that he didn't know when BIL2's flight was getting in from Cancun. (Yes, he's really good at exagerating things.)

I got him some chicken, and we ate for a bit. He was surprised (and thankful) after all. He did mention to me he thought that the thing with roommate had progressed to an emotional affair, but that when he felt it hit that point, he got uncomfortable, backed off, and started changing what he was doing--and emphasized again there was no PA. (Wow, what an admission for him. It's hard to admit that kind of thing.) I told him I understood, it's hard to see that line at times, and he did what he should have.

We made plans for me to go home after work, which gave him time for roommate to come get the last few things she had forgotten. He did mention that she was "kind of scaring him" with her behavior. (He has had a stalker in the past.) So much for my not giving him enough credit--guess he is starting to see through her some. It must be painful for him.

I think my being there for 10 minutes was too short for him--he told me he missed me before I even got out of the door. He promised to call me and wake me up later, after she's gone, so hopefully we can get this crap down with tonight. There's so little stuff left in the apartment, one good trip should do it.

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