“I like to keep things easy.” I can’t help snorting at that. “Right. So is this easy?” I say, because it’s been anything but. This is the most stressful, complicated relationship I’ve ever had with anyone. “No. But also, yes.” He clears his throat and stares into his bowl like the pale sludge in it is the most interesting thing in the room. “It’s too easy being with you. I’m not used to it being like this.” Oh. My heart.
