If you have been following the Diamonds series, you'll know I'm not completely caught up to the present. I still have a few missing years to write about. Nevertheless, I'm going to skip ahead to this year and the time we spent together last month mostly so I don't forget all the details.
It was the usual family visit. Flew back with Nerdie for the big New Year's Day Bash at my sister's. This year, or I should say last year, it was on December 30. Diamonds didn't come to the party. He has lost touch with my brother-in-law over the years, but I think more so he was trying to be respectful to me, Nerdie and my family.
After a week on the East Coast, Nerdie flew back home. I stayed another three weeks awaiting several wine events at the end of the month before coming home. Over that time, I got to see Diamonds four times.
It finally felt like it used to. Connected.
You will know more about what that exactly means when I write about our time together in 2022. It was not very connected at all. In short, I had a boyfriend in California at the time, and he was not at all ok with Diamonds. It distracted my brain from being present with him. It had also been two years since I had seen Diamonds because of the pandemic. It was kind of funky and awkward. I look back with a bit of sadness that that time we had together then wasn't the way it had been.
But I am so thankful we reunited and reconnected so well this year.
We made plans on a Saturday. I told my family I was going to hang out with some new wine buyers who happened to live in the area.
"I can't wait to see you and touch you tomorrow."
"I was thinking about that today u climbing on me and wrapping ur arms around my neck and me wrapping my arms around your body."
"That will happen for sure :) What story should I make up for tomorrow? lol"
"Tell them u need a chocolate cuddle. I wish I could squeeze you right now...and squeeze ur butt lol"
"On my way"
"Ok door is open sweetums"
I was eager and anxious to arrive. Just a 20 minute drive that seemed like eternity. I parked and walked up the flight of stairs to his condo, opened the door, and took a big inhale of his scent that permeated the living room.
I missed Diamonds. I felt a sense comfort and home.
His place was one I had been to for years. Great memories of hang out sessions previous. Sitting by the sliding glass door on low stools. Me wrapped in an afghan his sister made - blue and tan. A third stool holding the slice of pizza ashtray, pack of Parliaments, a lighter and our beverages - mine a hard iced tea, his tequila and ginger ale - with his black plastic tool box filled with his cannabis stash and smoking tools on the floor next to him. We would sit there for hours and hours talking, smoking, drinking and listening to music.
He came out out the master bedroom at the end of a long hallway. We locked eyes. Both of us with the widest smiles. I ran a few steps to him and threw my arms around his neck. Pulled back and then went in for a taste of those big, juicy lips. They were just as I had remembered them. Sweet, full, with passion.
We stepped back and just started laughing, so excited to see one another.
We moved everything in to place by the sliding glass door and fell right into a usual space. Made ourselves drinks and started smoking and talking.
He pulled one of my legs up onto his and started rubbing my calf, then my thigh. I leaned in for a kiss and it got heated quick.
"I want a taste of those pretty pink lips."
