Could I love him, given the chance? I don’t know. It’s too early to say. Would I be happy if we became lovers with all that entails? Again, I don’t know but I think I’m willing to find out, if he is.
“You’re being awfully quiet,” Noah said.
His head was resting against mine now, as we danced, so I ruffled his hair while replying, “I was thinking.”
“About what?”
I eased away enough to look at him. “About us. About whether there could be an us beyond friendship.”
He smiled slowly. “Have you come up with an answer, because I know I’d like there to be?”
“You’re certain? I’ve acted abysmally toward you more than once.”
“You have, and I know why. That said, I don’t think it would happen again, if we wanted to expand our relationship.”
“I don’t, either, but I can’t promise it won’t. Not y
