Sometimes, it seems like trying not to do something is the surest way to do it. I was bound and determined not to wind up with Drew, and yet...
Well, you know how it goes. You've got something in common, you see each other on business... You wind up just spending a lot of time together. Maybe you feel that the whole idea of a relationship is wrong, and something casual is perhaps even worse. But it's tough to resist sometimes.
Plus, after visiting Lyn, I felt a few different things. I was kind of jealous of how she's just living her life without thinking about her next trip to the Inn, or having to worry about being someone else someday. I've got no desire for a lot of the details of her life, but just feeling like you're in control of your life is something I miss.
And, I admit, it also felt good to remind myself how fit I feel. As R.J., Drew's in pretty good shape, too, and a lot of my time is spent around professional athletes. Heck, even what friends of Nell's I meet (I'm going to see Cassie again this weekend) tend to be fitness nuts. It's a reminder that I'm in a pretty good position right now.
So, a couple weeks ago, after I get the good news that "Nell" will be co-anchoring one CalSports's late-night highlight shows a couple times a week, Drew and I go out drinking. We get back to his place. One thing leads to another. And... it's good.
I told him that I don't think this is going to be a big thing - I'm still looking to get my body back, or at least give Nell back hers, and I know he and New Drew are trying to work scheduling out, even if it doesn't seem like it's going to happen until next spring. He says that's fine; it's just nice to have a girl call him "Drew" in bed, although calling her "Arthur" is a bit of a buzzkill. I tell him I used to go by "A.J." as a kid, and he seems to like that.
This could become a great big disaster, but I don't think it will. We're both going into it with our eyes wide open.