I can’t bring myself to give him the bullshit lie that I can’t do or want a relationship. Because god, I do. I want mornings like this with breakfast, goofing off after shifts, and hanging out on the couch with Murphy while watching stupid TV shows. I want to laugh at his dumb jokes and see his pleasure that he made me laugh. And I don’t even have words to describe our sexual chemistry. It feels like it could work.
If you feel that way than make it official
