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"  Luke did end up coming back to my place. His apartment was fine, but the lobby and basement of his building were still flooded.  &amp;quot;They have to completely rebuild the electrical room before they can turn the power back on,&amp;quot; he told us.  &amp;quot;Holy crap,&amp;quot; Nina said. &amp;quot;How long will that take?&amp;quot;  &amp;quot;Weeks? Months?&amp;quot;  &amp;quot;Oh my god, Luke, I&amp;#039;m so sorry.&amp;quot; I rubbed his shoulder.  &amp;quot;I mean, I shouldn&amp;#039;t even complain,&amp;quot; Luke said. &amp;quot;It was awful there. Some people lost everything.&amp;quot;  &amp;quot;Well, you&amp;#039;re welcome to crash at the maxi pad for as long as you need to.&amp;quot;  Luke snapped his fingers. &amp;quot;That&amp;#039;s from Reality Bites.&amp;quot;  &amp;quot;What is with you and the 90s movie quotes?&amp;quot; Nina asked.  &amp;quot;You guys, geez, watching 90s movies is all there has been to do in the last week!&amp;quot;  Luke pulled a bottle of vodka out of his bag and put it in my freezer. &amp;quot;For your hospitality,&amp;quot; he said. Then, &amp;quot;And I only need to stay here one more night, Jos. My cousin&amp;#039;s roommate is actually moving out tomorrow and he said I can have his room until he finds a replacement.&amp;quot;  Not going to lie, the idea of losing my live-in EWB (ex-with-benefits) was a little upsetting.  &amp;quot;Well, Josie and I made a friend in our running group today and he invited us to this party tonight,&amp;quot; Nina said.  &amp;quot;Oh,&amp;quot; Luke said. I couldn&amp;#039;t get a read on what that &amp;quot;Oh&amp;quot; meant.  &amp;quot;You&amp;#039;re invited too,&amp;quot; I added.  &amp;quot;You sure?&amp;quot;  &amp;quot;Of course!&amp;quot; I insisted. &amp;quot;He told us to bring anyone. The more the merrier.&amp;quot;  An hour later, I was standing alone in the kitchen of Justin&amp;#039;s small West Village apartment. Nina was engaged in conversation with another guy from our running group, and Luke was off in the corner, talking to a co-worker he&amp;#039;d run into when we first arrived. I was just doing my darndest to ignore the big bowls of delicious non-perishables all around me. Justin and his roommates had clearly spent some time in the grocery store pre-hurricane.  &amp;quot;You made it!&amp;quot; Justin was suddenly standing in front of me, a bottle of beer in his hand. In &amp;quot;normal&amp;quot; clothes, he looked a little meatier than he had earlier that morning.  &amp;quot;Where&amp;#039;s your drink?&amp;quot; he asked, gesturing to my empty hand.  &amp;quot;Oh, I&amp;#039;m trying to take it easy with the booze,&amp;quot; I said. &amp;quot;I ate and drank so much this week. Just trying to undo the damage.&amp;quot;  &amp;quot;You look perfect to me,&amp;quot; he said, taking a swig of his drink. I felt my face flush and my stomach dip.  &amp;quot;Thanks,&amp;quot; I smiled.  &amp;quot;Here, let me make you a &amp;#039;mocktail,&amp;#039;&amp;quot; Justin opened the fridge and pulled out club soda, grapefruit juice, and a lime. &amp;quot;I drank this all the time when I was sick.&amp;quot;  &amp;quot;When you were\u2026sick?&amp;quot;  Justin turned to me. &amp;quot;Yeah, Hodgkins Lymphoma. Sorry, I thought I mentioned it.&amp;quot;  &amp;quot;No,&amp;quot; I shook my head. &amp;quot;Pretty sure I would have remembered something like that.&amp;quot;  &amp;quot;Yeah, two years ago.&amp;quot; He started mixing my drink.  &amp;quot;So you had what Coach Marni had?&amp;quot;  &amp;quot;No, Marni had non-Hodgkins\u2014with that, there&amp;#039;s a lot of different strains, some more aggressive than others. Hodgkins is slow-growing. Also, really responsive to treatment.&amp;quot; He handed me my drink.  &amp;quot;So you&amp;#039;re okay now?&amp;quot;  &amp;quot;So far, so good,&amp;quot; he grinned. &amp;quot;Don&amp;#039;t look so upset!&amp;quot;  &amp;quot;Sorry!&amp;quot; I smacked my hand against my face. &amp;quot;I just\u2026the only people I&amp;#039;ve ever known who have had cancer are\u2026.&amp;quot; &amp;quot;Old?&amp;quot; Justin offered.  &amp;quot;Yes!&amp;quot; I laughed. &amp;quot;I&amp;#039;ve never met anyone my age who&amp;#039;s been through it.&amp;quot;  &amp;quot;Well, now you have,&amp;quot; Justin clinked his beer bottle against mine.  We ended up talking all night. I found out Justin is 29, from Maryland, and works in online advertising. He was just telling me about the last marathon when Luke sauntered over.  &amp;quot;Jos, want to get going? I think Nina needs bed.&amp;quot; We both looked over at her. She was sitting on the couch, her eyes barely open.  I didn&amp;#039;t really want to leave, but I couldn&amp;#039;t not take her home. Girl looked so sleepy. &amp;quot;Sure,&amp;quot; I said.  &amp;quot;Thanks for having us, man,&amp;quot; Luke clapped Justin on the back. &amp;quot;This was fun.&amp;quot;  &amp;quot;Any time.&amp;quot; Justin said. Maybe it was just wishful thinking, but he looked like he didn&amp;#039;t want me to leave either.  We said our goodbyes and helped Nina out the door. In the cab ride home Justin texted me: Had fun with you tonight. See you at practice on Tuesday.  I felt Luke&amp;#039;s hand on my knee. &amp;quot;That your boyfriend?&amp;quot; he asked, grinning.  &amp;quot;Why?&amp;quot; I put my phone in my purse. &amp;quot;Jealous?&amp;quot;  &amp;quot;Not one bit,&amp;quot; he said, smiling.  &amp;quot;Good,&amp;quot; I leaned over and gave him a kiss.  &amp;quot;You guysss, gross,&amp;quot; Nina slurred.  When we got home, we put Nina in my bed and then had a PG-13 makeout session on my couch. I was too tired to do anything more, and in all honesty, Luke didn&amp;#039;t even seem as into it as he had been over the last few days. It was like our lust had only been fueled by the drama of Sandy. Plus, I couldn&amp;#039;t stop thinking about Justin\u2026I have never met anyone who&amp;#039;s been through what he&amp;#039;s been through before. He&amp;#039;s obviously a really strong person to beat cancer, and to have such a good attitude about it now. There is something really intriguing about that level of tenacity.  Have you ever dated someone who&amp;#039;s had a serious health issue before? How did it affect the relationship? "^^<http://www.w3.org/2001/XMLSchema#string>
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