“So, wait, you’re just going to go over to his place and hang out?” “Yes.” I blinked. “You realize what that means, right?” “Yes,” she said on a grin, almost like she was exhausted. “That’s what I was trying to say. I mean… what if he wants to… you know.” I couldn’t fucking breathe. “You don’t have to move fast.” “What if I want to?”
