Patrick.
''Do you want to take the couch?'' I ask him in hopes that he suggests staying in my room. We have already had sex, there is nothing I am afraid of with him. there are no boundaries that haven't already been crossed.
I agreed to let him spend the night and I want him to be in my arms. It is a weird craving but I keep thinking about it.
''Yeah sure, can I have a shower?'' he asks.
I sense the nervousness coming out of him. I am nervous too but I think I am hiding it off pretty well. We had a weird moment earlier. He does a lot of weird things that confuse the fuck out of me. half the time I don't even know what he is thinking.