He looks into my eyes. “I’m a serial monogamist, thirty-two, and have been dating you for almost a year. Commitment doesn’t scare me, Rory. If I have it my way, you’ll move in with me tomorrow morning.” I unbutton his blazer and loosen his tie, just to do something with my hands. I like Callum, too, but a year is still early in our relationship. It took you twenty-four hours to promise Mal your forever, says the voice in my head. I was also new to dick and non-self-induced orgasms. I proceed to make excuses for my eighteen-year-old self.
