“Do you know that sometimes you can be really silly.” He says smiling.
“I know and that’s why you like me so much because I give your life meaning.” I say jokingly.
“Yeah you do.” He scoffs.
I just laugh because he is cute when he gets all defensive.
“Okay what i am going to say right now is going to sound weird but have you thought of the mating yet?” I ask him.
This is a topic we have not talked about. For a couple of reasons.
Number one, he is a very secretive person when it comes to the opposite s*x if not for the way he looked at my thighs and the girls he has gone out with I would have thought that he was gay. He rarely talks about his s****l escapades and his dates.
Unlike other guys who can’t wait to just brag about it and tell everyone that is willing to hear that they smashed that chick or bagged that other chick like it makes them look cool or something.
“I have thought about it. I don’t know what is going to happen with finding my Mate but I am anticipating.” He smiles at me.
I blush.
He might be my mate and that would explain the deep connection we have but then he might not be my mate and then it is going to suck but I have heard stories of people who immediately they see their mates they feel a deep love and bond like they know they were meant to be together and nothing can equate a love like that. The moon goddess has designed mates so that we can all find someone that completes and compliments us even to the deepest parts of our being.
He might be my mate and he might not be and that’s something I didn’t want to think about till now.
I am sure he realizes that.
It feels like our friendship is on a ticking bomb.