“Britt, believe it or not, I’ve been behaving and giving you your space to be a grown up,” Dane says to me as he continues to fill out my paperwork for me.
I should be filling out that paperwork, but right now, I’m content to cradle my hand.
“There’s a but coming,” Krysta stage whispers before grimacing.
“There’s no but. I’m just wondering if this is really the sort of relationship you need. He’s going to travel a lot, and he’s about to take off for a tour, and there’s likely going to be a contract in his future. You said nothing serious, but the guy is living in your house, and now you’re taking off on weekend trips and visiting his mom on the way. I’m worried there are unintentional mixed signals that are confusing you,” Dane goes on.
Krysta just sort of eyes him before looking over at me.
“He has a point.”
I start to speak and stop, unable to formulate any sort of logical argument.
Dane’s eyes look away from mine as though he doesn’t want to pressure me for an answer, and I slink down in my seat.
I can’t really form a debate when he lays it out so clearly.