“I can be sweet,” he argues.
I roll my eyes, but smile. Then a thought hits me. Something we didn’t discuss, and I hadn’t thought about until now.
“Can I ask you something?”
“Anything,” he says. “That’s the only way this will work.”
“Are you, like… sleeping with anyone else?”
“No. But why are you asking?”
I run my free hand along the top of the water, watching the ripples. The scent of eucalyptus fills my nose, calming me.
“Just wondering.”
“No, you’re not. You wanted to know for a reason. What reason?”
I mean, the curiosity over knowing if he’s sleeping with someone else for jealousy’s sake is there, but mostly it’s for something else.
“I just need to know if I should get tested...”
“Is that all?”
“Yes,” I say firmly, not willing to share the other thing. He doesn’t need to know that maybe I’m getting some feelings over here. That would ruin this. I know it will. That’s not what this is, and in my head I know that. Even if my body feels another way.
“I am not sleeping with anyone else, though I was prior.”
“Did you use protection?”
“Always,” he answers.
I blow out a sigh of relief.
“But I will get tested anyway. For peace of mind.”
“Thank you.”
“Do you plan on sleeping with anyone else?” he asks.
I frown to myself, thinking back on the words he said to me last night. Did he not mean them?
“No.”
“Good. Because I meant what I said about you being mine. I do not share.”
I smile up at the ceiling. He never fails to amaze me. It’s unreal.
“I don’t want to share either,” I whisper.
“Then we don’t.”
“Is it really that simple?” I ask.
“Of course it is.”
I hum a sound of approval, closing my eyes.
“But let me ask you something now,” he says.