“We should talk to Pax so that if he does come home, and sees you staying in my room, things don’t get weird.” “I’ve been worried about that, too. I called Gramps today, and I’m going to stay there tonight and tomorrow. I don’t want things to move too fast or talk to Pax until we know what we’re doing.” “Dating,” I tell her. “That’s what we’re doing. You’re my girlfriend and I’m your boyfriend, and we’re not going to dance around shit anymore or try to avoid the obvious which is that we want to be together.” Her eyes glitter with affection.
