something-about-you

Seriously, Jack, I think you might be the only guy in this city who hasn__ read his stuff. Collin McCann is like the Carrie Bradshaw of Chicago men.___ou mean Terry Bradshaw,_ Jack corrected.__o, Carrie,_ Wilkins repeated. __ou know, Sarah Jessica Parker. Sex and the City.__ silence fell over the room as Collin and Jack stared at Wilkins, seriously fearing for the fate of men.

There's something about you, Your eyes speak a story in a language only known to my soul. The kind of communication we as humans dream about, the one that reaches into the core of who you are and loves you for it. It doesn't appear often or by accident & when it happens you just know " There's something about you ".

I'm still trying to decide how I feel about the fact that you knew about this before I did.""Don't be disappointed," Jack said. "The fact that I've been ridiculously proud of you for days doesn't change how excited you should be about this. Besides, I pretty much know everything. You should probably just start getting used to it.""And on that note, I'm hanging up," Cameron said."Rushing me off so you can call Collin next?" Jack teased."No" she said emphatically. Damn, he really did know everything.

I invited a few people to help celebrate your birthday," Cameron said sheepishly. She threw up her hands. "Surprise.""We sort of come with the package," Collin explained. "Think of it as a collective gift from all of us to you: five bona fide annoying and overly intrusive new best friends.""It's the gift that keeps on giving," Wilkins said.Jack grinned. "I'm touched. Really. And since it appears I'm going to be moving in, let me be the first to say that all of you are always welcome at my and Cameron's house. Subject to a minimum of forty-eight hours prior notification.

My God, Jack - with a look like that, you two should just get a room. And try not to pick the one with a dead body next to it this time.