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"I’m not a cheater," she whispers

I kiss the top of her head, and the arm I have wrapped around her squeezes reassurance "I didn’t think you were"

"But I am now I mean This is the first time I’ve ever cheated on anyone"

"Me too"

"Really?"

"You sound surprised" Her coht back

"I didn’t mean it that way I mean…you just…you’re sort of a flirt and, you know, the whole rockstar thing"

"And that makes me a cheater?"

"No I really didn’t mean it that way Can we please start over?"

"How about we’ve established we’re both not usually cheaters andtiain "I’ve been with Dylan for almost a year"

It’s not like that’s news to me, but the reminder slaps me in the face I don’t respond Because what do you say to that?

"I thought I was in love with him"

Apparently, the slap was just a warht?"

She nods "But I’ to figure out if I fell out of love or never was in love, or if I do love hi her fro her back to the bed so I can see her I hate this conversation, but I need to see her eyes "Did you figure out the answer?"

She shakes her head

"Do you feel like today was a ht It didn’t feel like a mistake at all"

"Every minute since the day I met you has felt that way" I’m pretty sure I sound like a pussy, but fuck, I don’t even care

She looks up intoto do?"

"The question isn’t what are we going to do It’s what are you going to do Because I’ure it out"

She ss "Can you givethat she needs it, but the reality is, it feels like I’ve been waiting a lifetime for her A few days more shouldn’t kill me Or will it?