His sarcasm bites. It’s sexy, stinging and you have to stay on your toes to be ready. His wit is dry, irreverent, and to the point. If you make the mistake of exposing your weakness, watch out-the joke’s on you.
But what you don’t know is that if you can holdyour own, bite back, and give as good as you get, he accepts you as an equal. The laughter binds, bonds and builds a friendship that grows stronger every day. The twinkle in his eyes when you spar with him, full on, is the best measure of success.
His eyes pierce you. It’s both disarming and electrifying at once. His mouth never lifts into a smile, but he doesn’t frown either. Reading his thoughts is near impossible and he isn’t likely to give you any hints. If you’re looking for someone who shows his highs and lows, he isn’t that guy.
But what you don’t know is that those eyes see everything. Every curve of your face, every tendril of hair that flies free, every thought that flickers behind blue flecked eyes and wrinkled brow. He’s not a roller coaster of emotion, dipping in and out of the abyss. He’s more a steady locomotive, rambling and rustling along the tracks, down the path, ever forward.
He is confident, cocky, a taker. His hands are quick and steady and sure. Whether he’s at work on his laptop, preparing a gourmet meal in the kitchen, or building or creating something in the garage, he moves with a certainty that is almost disarming. When he sees what he needs to get the job done, he grabs. When he knows the next move, he pushes, shoves, often with a strength that surprises.
But what you don’t know is that those strong, fast hands are soft and gentle too. He will endlessly scratch a back, rub weary shoulders, and caress a face with a tenderness that damn near breaks your heart. Softly, slowly, his fingertips dance up a thigh, across the curve of a hip, resting on the rise and fall of a chest that is bursting at the seams with a love whose depths are unmeasurable.
He’s predictable in so many ways. He loves all things Apple and anything gadgety. He keeps multiple packs of gum in his car and will rarely turn down anything sweet to eat. He swishes his mouth with Biotene for approximately 5 minutes every night before bed and always sleeps in socks. He loves to compete and if he wins, all the better. He does what he says he’s going to do and will do anything for his kids. He is an amazing father and friend. His love for his family is paramount.
But what you don’t know is that he appreciates uncertainty too. He jumped into a love unknown, cannonball style, with flair and flourish and yes, a bit of floundering. He tolerates a girl who’s more than half crazy and wholly unlike him in many ways. Despite his routine nature, he surprises with unpredictable actions all the time. He makes sacrifices for others that are astounding. Without complaint, he has given up many life luxuries that most treat as necessities. Those kids he will do anything for happen to include three that aren’t even his own. And that a family he loves dearly has grown, as if overnight, exponentially.
He’s not a man of many words. If you tell him you love him first, there’s a good chance he might not say it back. Not because he doesn’t feel it, but more because he doesn’t want to have to say it just because you did. If you’re looking for love letters or poems scrawled in chicken scratch on Hallmark cards, you will search long and hard. It’s just not his style.
But what you don’t know is that when he speaks, he speaks the truth. He only says what he means and he rarely repeats himself. You have to listen intently, latch onto every compliment, every sentiment and lock it away into the confines of your heart. What you also don’t know is in those moments when he can’t find the words he wants, he pulls you in and holds you tight. So tight there’s no space between where he ends and you begin. He’s always the last to let go and somewhere, deep inside, you know he’s just told you more with that embrace than any sentence ever spoken.