Rama was sitting on our bed when I walked in.
He stood up when he saw me and made to walk out. But I stopped him from doing so.
“I think we need to talk.”
Right now, all I want to do is take a nap before I go for the run. But I figured I need to sort things out with him before I can think about other things.
“What do you want to talk about?” He turned to look at me.
Truthfully, I wasn't expecting him to stop to listen to me. I thought he will ignore my words.
“What are we?”
“I don't understand.”
“What are we, Rama? You kiss me. You flirt with me and make my heart race faster than it has ever done. I want to know what we are.”
This question is one I've been dying to hear the answer to.
“What we are?” He raised my face with his fingers, under my jaw. “We are whatever you want us
