-Natalie Romano-
Immediately I asked the question, he paused in the crook of my neck and exhaled before taking a step back away from me.
“Jordan?? What ae we? Are we just causally f*****g? Is there a label on whatever this is?” I asked, looking into his eyes
“Nat, we’re….we’re not just casually f*****g. You don’t have to put it that way.” he said, heading to the bed
“Then how do I put it, Jordan? I like that we’re on good terms and I love the s*x we’ve been having, but I want…I want something more, Jordan. I want something real.” i tried to explain, hoping he would get what I was hinting at
Jordan sat down on the edge of the bed, running a hand over his face as if searching for the right words. He looked up at me, his expression conflicted, his usual confidence wavering.
“Natalie…
