called me yesterday afternoon to see if it was okay for him and his dad to come over for lunch. I let them. It was the perfect opportunity for him to see the hickey.

I wanted to show Nick that he isn’t my world and that I can easily replace him. I don’t need his bullshit and I sure as hell don’t have to put up with it.

I was in the kitchen making lunch when they arrived. Bob (Nick’s dad) was talking to me. He kept looking at the hickey, but didn’t say a single word about it. Nick came in and he saw it immediately. It wasn’t a huge hickey. It wasn’t even dark, but it was still there – it was actually demanding more attention than the dark ones because it looked like I tried to cover it up. There was just enough of one to say, “Hey, look at me! Here I am! Oh yeah, can ya feel that, buddy?!? How does your own medicine taste?”

I acted as if I didn’t even know I had been marked. I watched “Flightplan” with Nick and Bob. Nick sat on the couch, next to me. He was being a little distant and I didn’t really try to close the gap. I could tell it bothered him, but he didn’t say a word about it. He did hold my hand every now and then and we shared a few kisses here and there, but we weren’t all over each other like usual.

They left after the movie was over because they had to get back to . Nick said he would be back over later that night. He called before he got here and asked if it was okay if his dad came. I was a little disappointed, I wanted to spend some alone time with him, but I said it was okay anyway.

My mom showed up and the three of us smoked a joint in front of Bob. We were watching “Great Balls of Fire” because Nick hadn’t ever seen it. I kept getting phone calls and text messages during the movie. Nick was getting pissed off about it because I kept leaving the room to take the calls. They weren’t important, but I wanted to rub a little salt in the wound. I wanted him to understand how I felt when he would behave the same way.

I guess I wanted him to either “shit or get off the pot,” as my Granny would say. She would also say, “what’s good for the goose is good for the gander!”
When I wasn’t off in the bedroom talking to Stephen, Vance, or I was sitting next to Nick. When I was with him, I was affectionate and so was he. He was being more like the Nick I have with. He didn’t spend the night because he had to go to work early this morning. I didn’t really want him to stay anyway.
Before he left, I pulled him into the hallway and kissed the hell out of him. I had felt like we had been chaperoned all day. Afterwards, I walked them out and Nick kissed me again. It used to make me really uncomfortable to kiss in front of his dad, but I’ve gotten used to it and I gave him a real kiss.

It would seem that I won this particular battle. Let’s see, shall we?

On this day..