And that moment is finally arrived..

I was on my way downstairs at Morroco House last night, when he held my hand, asking if I would go straight home. "No, I'm just going down stairs," I replied.

"Oh, ok" he said. Then, out of the blue, he mouthed I love you.

Gawd, out of all the guys in my life, it had to be a gay guy telling me that. Great. Peachy. But, honestly, it's also something I needed to hear.