“Well, let’s see.”
As Robby told his tale of trying to find love and the perfect mate, he stroked Will’s leg with his under the table. Will felt himself growing hard. He found it really difficult to concentrate on the details of what the younger man was telling him. Flashes of the previous night kept playing themselves in his mind.
When Robby got to “…so that brings me about up to where I met you,” Will realized he hardly knew more now than before the explanation had begun. About all he got out of it was that this guy really wanted to settle down with one man, and until the right one came along, he would keep looking. Will wondered just what Robby’s criteria were.
When they had finished their meal, Liz returned to refill their coffee mugs and drop off the check. She placed the bill on Will’s side of the table.
“Anythin’ else ya’ll need?”
“No, Liz, we’re fine,” Robby said. Will nodded.
“Well, then, congratulations, you two. And good luck.” Liz walked off.