The reality is, I am part of a chaste harem, a supply of crazed female attention he likes to disturb when he’s bored but it hurts to admit this to myself so I put it out of my mind and pretend it is only the two of us and pretend he actually desperately wants to be with me and pretend he finds the situation between us as unbearable as I do and pretend he wants to resolve the situation because if I believe this then my chasing has a purpose.
