Those two words make my heart flutter.
Even if they aren’t, I love you.
Me: You’re mine.
It’s only fair if he claims me that I claim him.
Vex: I can protect myself. This isn’t up for discussion.
That’s where he’s correct. It isn’t up for discussion. Vex doesn’t get to tell me where I work.
Me: Does that mean you aren’t coming to dinner tonight?
Vex: Of course I am.
That’s something at least.
Me: I’ll meet you at the restaurant.
Vex: I’ll pick you up at work and drive you to the restaurant.
Me: Everyone usually walks together to the restaurant.
Vex: Then I’ll walk with you guys to the restaurant.
Having my boyfriend and his eight dozen bodyguards walk me wouldn’t be in the least bit embarrassing.
Me: Um…
Vex: What’s wrong Dahl?
Me: I want everyone to meet you.
Vex: Isn’t that what we’re doing?
Me: You… just you.
Vex: Is this about your bodyguards?
Mine?!?
Me: I don’t have bodyguards. You do.
Vex: Your safety is first priority for me.
Me: It feels like we’re going round and round in circles.
Vex: What do you want?
Me: To walk to dinner like a normal person with my boyfriend and workmates.
Vex: Done.
Why does that feel like he answered way too fast?
Me: What’s the catch?
Vex: No catch.