Well, I couldn’t take it anymore. I thought I was being so clever as I messaged the guy on FB and said, “Hey, I’ve got something to say to someone at the bar, but I don’t know how the person’ll take it. I know the person on FB, too. I feel like I oughtta talk to the person in person so I can read body language, but I dunno, maybe it’s better to talk online, away from people. What do you think?”
Suffice to say, he’s got good intuition and asked if I’d found somebody I liked. I told him yes and asked if I was that transparent. He said that’s what it sounded like. Okay, fair enough.
Then he asked me who it was, and I gave him my usual disclaimer about, “if you ask me a direct question, I answer honestly” and asked him if he really wanted to know. He said yes, so I told him.
Well, nuts. He reaffirmed that he’s straight, and last weekend, he was “just talking shit.” That’s the bad news.
The good news is that he’s neither mad nor offended and good to stay friends, so that’s the second-best outcome it could have been.
All in all, it’s disappointing, but I’m glad it went as well as it did. Now I can get back to writing and stop being so damn distracted!