Lawyer Love - Part 4

[last time on lawyer love...After the Attempted Assassination, a day went by and then Mr. Cob had started to woo me again and we were hanging out, as friends...]

So we were friends.  Life was grand.  And then Mr. Cob went to jail.

Ok, I should back up.  (And note that I got his permission before sharing this part of the story with the world...)   Before school started in August, Mr. Cob was out with some friends enjoying some beverages.  He drove home and was pulled over by a cop.  He blew just over the legal limit and got a DUI.  Anyone who knows Mr. Cob knows this is not in his character at all and this experience affected him in a serious way.  He was, and still is, extremely embarrassed.  And while Mr. Cob never thought he had been drunk while driving, the experience was a wake-up call to the fact that he could, and should, be safer in some situations.  In short, it helped him grow up.    But more than that, it turned out that this, one of the lowest points in his life, might just be the reason we are together today. 

So in Georgia if you get a DUI you have to serve 24 hours in jail as part of your punishment, along with losing your license for a a few months.   Mr. Cob was scheduled to finish out the remaining 20 hours or so of jail time (subtracting the couple he served that night) in early November.  He went in on the Friday afternoon after assassination night and was supposed to be out around 1 p.m. Saturday afternoon.  He told me he'd call me on Saturday when he was done in the afternoon and we'd made plans to do something fun to cheer him up.  Well the afternoon rolled around and I didn't hear from him.  Afternoon turned into early evening and still nothing.  At this point I became concerned.  I think I must have tried calling him every ten minutes until he eventually called me later in the evening.    He ended up having to stay longer than he'd originally thought.  Bad for him at the time, but good for him in the long run.  It was during this two hour time period that I realized I really liked him.  I was sincerely worried about him and it hit me that I cared more than as just the friend I kept insisting I remain.

Once he was free he met me and some friends at Chilis for dinner.  We then went back to Katie's to watch a movie.  A movie Mr. Cob picked.  The movie: Swingers.  Swingers is "This is a story about Mike, a guy who left his girl in New York when he came to LA to be a star. It's been six months since his girlfriend left him and he's not doing so good. So, his pal and some other friends try and get him back in the social scene and forget about his 6 year relationship." (thanks IMDB).  Mr. Cob realizes as we are watching the movie, that this may not have been the best pick for me...i.e. "Mike" trying to get over an ex by getting back in the dating game.  He claims he just loves the movie and didn't have any underlying motivation.  And for what its worth, I didn't even make the connection when we were watching the movie.

I drove him home that night and we sat in my car talking for a while.  But I continued to be coy.  I think we hugged goodbye, lingered a bit longer, and then he left.

We spent more and more time together outside of class and the law library over the next few days.  But still we were "just friends." 

Until one night a few days later.  We laid on my couch talking for hours and finally, I set all my ridiculous fears aside and kissed the man.

So in a span of ten days we went from my breaking up with him before we even began to kissing on my couch.  But we didn't have "the talk".  Instead I just brought him home for Thanksgiving to meet my family, without telling them anything more than "I'm bringing a friend from law school home for Thanksgiving."  And then Mr. Cob didn't even eat Thanksgiving day dinner with us.  It was a great first impression... 

[TO BE CONTINUED]