For now

"You can always trim you chest hair," I said.  "Some will like that look, and others will be disappointed.  But at the sunset, it's you whose opinion matters."
He flashed his sapphire eyes and gleaming smile at my comment.  Three years ago, six months, hell, even last night I would have been smitten with him.  Blessing every last photon that transmitted his image into my being.  But tonight I smiled in return, amused as if I were watching a toothpaste commercial and then debated if it would be too late to fit in an episode of White Collar before bed.  I took a sip of my beer and measured the volume remaining vs. the time.
Flash back to my present scene as my friends tickle the boy's ego.  He's caught some other PrettyYoungThings's attention and I steer the conversation to such, facilitate a meeting and return to my friends who are pouting that SapphireEyes is gone.
"He'll be back ladies, maybe not tonight, but you'll see him again."
And it was true.  He was a friend of a friend of a friend of a friend.  Yes, four friends away was our initial meeting, but thankfully we were direct acquaintances now.  However FourthFriend was having a get-together of some sort and he would be there.  I let my mind wander to a beach with BlueEyes on it.  I was intrigued by him, but he deserves someone to chase after him who actually has a heart and is capable of emotion.  My heart just pumps the blood these days.  And quite frankly, that makes me happy.