After meeting his family, I had been spending a lot of time with Nick, so much time, in fact, that I was beginning to wonder if people at work had started to notice. Not that it was a problem, not that we were doing anything wrong, but there was just this feeling inside me, this little voice in the back of my head that kept whispering that maybe, we were getting too close.
And yet, I couldn’t bring myself to stop. Every time I told myself that I needed to set some boundaries, that I should slow things down before it got too complicated, I would find myself right back beside him, laughing at something he said. He had somehow become a part of my routine without me even realizing it. I wasn’t sure when it had started feeling normal to spend my evenings with him, to look forward to his texts,
