Chapter 138
James had—had noticed that, about him, and—and so maybe it hadn’t just been—
He breathed, “What did you want to ask?”
“So you said you were in love with me,” James said. “So it’s like…not aromantic, right? You get the romantic feelings, just not the, hey, I want to ride that all night long, sort of feelings.”
“You know the terms.”
“I know a lot of things.” James outright winked at him: exaggerated, over the top, teasing. “That was a yes, right?”
“Um. Yes. I’m pretty sure about that part.”
“Second question. About somesexual contact, is that an actual hard no, like, are we in don’t even go thereterritory, because that’s fine, I’m fine with whatever you say, or would you—”