he didn't turn to face her. he had a few more questions but he didn't know which one should come first or is he should ask them at all. finally he took a deep breath, "is he in jail?" he asked
he turned to face her, "what esactly do you want from me?" he knew it was a strange question but this whole relationship was starnge and it somehow fit.
He walked over and leaned up against the arm of the sofa, "what are you looking for in this relationship?" he didn't mean to sound...down on it if he did...he just felt liek they should talk it throuhg. it had gone nearly all the way the other night and with everything in his head...he needed to sort it out.
"Um...," she said, she hadnt been looking for anyone when he had turned up in her life, this had just happened and she was so happy that it had but she really didnt know how to answer the question.
these conversations seemed to go so much smoother in his mind...but the only real refence he had was TV so no wonder. he smiled and leaned in to kiss her, "Forget I asked."
he sifted so he was sitting on the arm of the couch and looked her in they eyes, "Honestly...something that is going to last." that is all he ever wanted and that was the reason he had never had a relationship. the girls that had ever been interested in him were short term kind of girls.
he laced his fingers into hers and put his other hand on her face. what would he have done if he hadn't have...no...he had found her and that is all that mattered right then