Your LL Bean Boyfriend

“Let’s start Monday off right,” Nolan said with a grin. “I’ll go make French toast.” 

Nolan and I strolled the hallway at the animal shelter, and I watched him crouch in front of the kennel of an older springer spaniel. He put his fingers through and the dog started licking them, wagging its tail. Nolan turned to me. “I like this one!” he said. 

Nolan and I walked through the park, enjoying a little people watching. “Want to rent some skates and go out on the ice?” he asked.

“The West Wing is all on Neflix Instant now,” Nolan said over our morning coffee. “Want to just snuggle and watch our favorite episodes today?”

Nolan squeezed my hand as we left Merrill Auditorium. “I’m glad you like the Portland Symphony Orchestra as much as I do,” he said.

“I know this great little El Salvadoran restaurant on Washington Ave,” Nolan said as we sat on a bench on the Eastern Promenade finishing our coffees. “I’d love to take you there.” 

Nolan and I set up our camp chairs in Discovery Park and started applying bug spray. “I love that LL Bean has this free summer concert series,” he said. “I’m glad I can share it with you.”