How come?

Giving another smile it was nice to see Rosalyn hadn't run off from his little rant and yet she'd turned to him a little more. It was a nice feeling to just know that maybe she understood the past didn't define him but built him to who he was today. There was a whole mess of things in his past but they didn't hold him down, not anymore.

   "None. I mean sure I've thrown a smile at a girl here or there but a woman, after my wife I threw myself into work mostly and let everything else just slip past. Than...I met you. A woman who with one look changed all that, sparked something inside of me, and made me start spitting off like an idiot."

Shaking his head he laughs at himself before sitting up a little more. In a way he felt like a young man once again with a crush. It was a strange feeling but one he liked and he wasn't sure if now he wanted to trade it.

   "So...my wife was my friend, and my last, thirteen years later there's you who I started reciting poems, singing to, flirting with, and opening myself up to like a book. And if Mark new anymore than he already does He's probley hit me over the head a few more times."

Slipping off the bed and going to the little fridge Chad pulls out some ice and drops it into a paper cup before grabbing the fruit juice that was in there. Pouring some for himself he holds the bottle out to see if Rosalyn wanted some too.

   "Now what about you? How come someone as pretty as you doesn't have a boyfriend. Or do you and thats why the door is closed?"

Humor danced in his eyes with knowing she was really right about her parents but it was so much fun to tease her anyways. He liked seeing her cheeks turn red it added to her already pretty features and those were something he couldn't tire of looking at. One thing he was coming to learn though was she was not only pretty on the outside but on the inside too