"What's going on?" I ask. "Are we...What are we?"
"I'm courting you?"
"I thought we were s*x buddies," I said slowly. I never imagine myself having this type of conversation.
"We are."
"Then...are you still courting me?"
"I...am."
"You're courting your s*x buddy, who is your soulmate and someone you agree not to have your feeling towards," I said slowly. I have a feeling mom is right. Whatever it is between us is complicated.
"That...I am."
"Do you hear what's coming out of my mouth?"
He smiles, "Sweet whispers?"
I pinch his arm.
"Ow," he faked pain.
"This is serious. I...we-" I curl my fingers into my hair and pull it.
"Alright," he says. "Maybe things between us aren't clear cut."
"Maybe?"
"Okay. It's extremely confusing, but-"
"But? But what? We talk about it?"
"We cou
