“You’re not annoyed? I’m the one who said slow and now I’m telling the world you’re my boyfriend.” It was just his sister and parents, but I’m sure they’re his world. “Annoyed? Baby, I want the whole universe to know you’re mine.” Now I’m cheesing. “Oh, so you and me, we’re official now?” “This has always been official to me,” he gravely says but still smiles. “A label isn’t going to determine what we are. I’m yours, strictly.”
