Chapter 5Eduardo and I started dating after that night. We agreed to continue learning Spanish on our own, and most of our dates revolved around Spanish.
We quizzed each other on new vocabulary (Eduardo’s favorite was cuerpo, which meant body). We watched cheesy telenovelas without English subtitles (“That’s cheating!” I had yelled, throwing a pillow at Eduardo). We also tried simple conversations with each other over dinner (“Me gusta tu cuerpo,” Eduardo had said, eyeing me up and down).
It was exciting. All of it—the language learning, the time spent with one another, the kisses during study breaks, and the blossoming of our relationship—thrilled me. I had never been so smitten with a guy, and I cherished our time together.
“When are you going to have s*x?” my coworker Ben asked one d
