“Is everything okay?” she asks when I lean against the wall and wrap my arms around her waist. “Yeah.” I tug her closer and kiss her. “I have a question for you.” “All right.” “Fuck it. I’m just gonna ask because I don’t know how else to do this.” She looks terrified. I don’t blame her. “Do you want to be exclusive? Like, not date other people. I’m not, for the record. Dating other people that is.” Heat creeps up my neck. It takes a second for my words to hit before she smiles. Then it grows and she starts to laugh.
