That Kinda Guy
I have been a huge fan of My Imaginary Ex‘s author (not to mention one of my favorite Filipino authors of all time), Mina V. Esguerra, ever since I read the said book. I have loved her even more when she wrote another one entitled No Strings Attached. Those books really got me hooked! And I love her even better because of her new book—That Kind of Guy—which will be out in most bookstores nationwide this month. Can I just say how I absolutely adore the cover? How I wish I read the way that girl did on the cover. #insecurities
That Kind of Guy
Good girl Julie never expected her hot former-player boyfriend to propose marriage. But when he did, she turned him down for reasons even she couldn’t figure out. Will she settle for a nice, safe guy instead? Or will she let him find his way back into her carefully guarded heart?
I can’t wait to finally meet Julie and that guy she is referring to. Well Julie, in case you’ll be able to stumble upon my blog (which I doubt LOL) and know what and who my kind of guy is, read on as I’d like you to meet him.
You know, my kind of guy is just simple: a believer of Christ, tall, handsome, likes to and make me laugh, prayerful, private, and honest. But to my surprise, God gave me more than what I wished for. Dear God, I am so not complaining.
He gave me the guy who loves Him more than he loves me, who prays with and for me every night before we hit the sack. He is that guy who loves to throw the corniest jokes and banats at me which always get sold out on me. I rarely laugh at those things—I mean really—but with him it just comes out naturally. I don’t mean to have favoritism—it’s just that, that’s the way it is. He is that guy who prioritizes and is grateful for his family (the genes!!!). He gave me the guy who never gets tired of talking to me. He doesn’t even want to sleep just so we can talk to each other. He is the guy who likes it that I love reading and writing and shoes. And gives me time for that. And even gives me books to read, things to write about and shoes to wear. He is that guy who doesn’t want me to be like some other girls—going to night clubs, parties, smoking, drinking. He is that guy who sings and dances and write short poems and loves to do so for me without asking him to. He is that guy who loves to give me the tightest hugs when things are falling apart and even when he just wants to; that guy whose eyes get more and more expressive when he tells me he loves me. He is that guy who is my shoulder when I cry, my friend when I need one, my hope next to Him when life gets tough. He is that guy who wants to be with me all the time, in any place under any circumstances.
Basically and to cut the story short, the Lord gave me my kind of guy; everything (yes, despite all the imperfections) I want in a guy. I know he has flaws like everyone of us has, he makes mistakes every now and then, he gets mad at me, I got mad at him, he cries, he makes me crazy but I am beyond grateful and proud to say that I am already with him (woohoo, no more waiting AND he’s not fictional!) and that he still improves himself to be more right for me. Only the best, yes? Thank You for the whole package blessing!
Ladies, gentlemen and Julie, my kind of guy (who makes me feel kilig all the time) in three bold letters: I-A-N.
