Two weeks pass without speaking to Owen. Miguel and I have gone out twice since then but my conflicting feelings confuse me. I want to be closer to him but something holds me back. Maybe it's too soon for a relationship. Dominic and Michael agreed to watch Anastasia so I could go out tonight but when we get into his truck, I don't feel like going anywhere. "Hey, Miguel?"
"What?"
I look down at my tangled fingers. "I really like you, you know that."
"But?" he asks knowingly.
I sigh. "I'm not sure I'm ready for a relationship."
Glancing up at him, I see him nodding a little. "What do you want then?"
His question catches me off guard. What do I want? "No strings attached," I say softly.
He smirks. "I can agree to that. But are you sure?"
I nod. "So you agree?"
He nods. "Hell yeah. Bu
