“I meant what I said earlier. It pains me to do this, but if we were really in a relationship, then you would most likely pay for my drink when we go out for coffee. I have a feeling you’re that kind of guy.” I try to explain as casually as I can, intentionally not calling Adam a man even though he is more man than any guy I have ever dated. Not that I dated a lot, but you get the idea.
“And why do you say that like it’s a bad thing?” He grumbles, unimpressed by my characterization.
“It’s not. I’m not. It’s just that it’s also not something I would typically accept in a guy. But in this instance, I felt like it would help sell us as a couple, and I'm woman enough to see the benefit of that over being a feminist." I shrug and take a long sip of the sugary beverage.
"Right, so this isn't
