“This doesn’t mean we’re married,” she felt the need to amend. “It just means I’m not a one-night stand kind of girl. We just do what normal people do.” Berg looked off, thinking. And she knew he was trying to figure out what “normal people do.” “Date, dumb ass,” she explained. “Get to know each other better. Keep having sex.” “Oh!” His smile returned. “Yeah, I can do that.” Charlie grabbed another strip of bacon and sighed out, “Bears.”
