“Okay,” is all he replies as I stand and walk toward him.

“This is where my bedroom is if you need me, and the other door on the left is another guest bedroom. Let’s head back this way.” He starts walking and doesn’t make any eye contact with me, giving me plenty of personal space as I drag my feet behind him.

As we pass through the living room/dining area, he points out the obvious and then shows me where a few of the basics are kept in the kitchen cupboards.

“On this side of the apartment is my office which is where I spend a lot of time when I’m at home. And I don’t want any workaholic comments because we both know you are just as bad. Tomorrow I will organize to have the extra guest bedroom set up as a temporary office for you. Just let me know what you need, and it will be done by the time you get home from work tomorrow night.”

Looking into his office, I’m amazed at the set-up. It almost looks like a control room with so many screens on the desk and the ones on the walls that look like they have just rolling data of different stock prices.

“Wow.” That’s all I can say.

He doesn’t reply but takes a few more steps down the hallway and points to the next door.

“And that is my playroom which you are welcome to use, but I am fussy about the machines in there, so please talk to me before you go in there the first time.”

Oh my God, the first thought that comes into my head is just not possible. I never would have guessed that about Forrest in a million years.

“Umm, what sort of playroom are we talking about?” I ask, trying not to show one ounce of judgment on my face.

He looks confused, and then it dawns on him. “Shit, no, not that, um, not even close.” He almost runs a few steps to fling the door open so I can see what is inside.

“I collect old gaming machines from when we were kids, you know like Pac-Man and Space Invaders. Pinball machines, and I even have one from the sixties diner era.”

For the first time since I met Forrest, I see the slightest blush on his cheeks.

“You’re right. Not what I was thinking.” And now I can feel myself blushing as I say something that I should have kept to myself. “Not that I would have minded if that’s what it was, but this is cool too.”

His head snaps back to look at me, and now I know it’s time to get out of here.

“I’m tired, yep, so tired. I’m off to bed. See you in the morning.”

I’m almost running to my room and close the door so quickly it makes a bang.