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He leans on the car next to me. “Why are you mad?” he asks as he stares straight ahead.
“You have to ask?” I frown.
“Natasha, I’m not monogamous because I haven’t found a girl I connected with.”
“Why not?” I ask.
He shrugs, “I don’t know. Maybe I never will.” He gives me a weak smile. That does sound a little better than what he told me ten minutes ago.
“Why didn’t you just say that instead of being so seedy?”
He bumps his shoulder into mine. “You don’t like seedy?” he smirks.
“I hate seedy.” I bite my bottom lip to stifle my smile.
“Anyway, I thought I was taking you pyjama shopping.”
“What’s wrong with my pyjamas?” I gasp.
“You have to ask?” he smiles as he throws my line back at me.
I narrow my eyes. “Ok but I’m picking, I want another flannelette pair.”
He feigns a disgusted face. “Flannelette,” he repeats. “I hate flannelette.”
“Well nobody sees my pyjamas and I like them,” I smile.
His face drops. “Why does nobody see your pyjamas?”
I shrug and peek up at him, hating myself for revealing so much information. “It seems I have the opposite problem to you Josh.” I quickly start to walk up the road. I am not having this conversation with him—how embarrassing. He doesn’t follow, he stands still and I know I’ve shocked him. I turn. “Are you coming?” I yell out.
He nods and starts toward me. He reaches me and links his arm with mine as we turn the corner. “How long?” he blurts out.
“What?” I ask.
“How long?” he asks again.
I shake my head. “I’m not having this conversation with you, Josh, forget it.”
“Natasha, I need to know.” He stops still.
“Why?” I frown.
“I just do,” he repeats.
“Years, Josh, it’s been years.”
“Years,” he repeats. “Why has, I mean that’s not possible, I mean.” He stops again still. He looks at me and all traces of amusement have left his face. I can’t help it, I giggle. “What?” He looks shocked. “What’s funny?”
“You are,” I answer.
“How am I funny?”
“Why are you so shocked I haven’t been with anyone for a long time?”
“You had a boyfriend for years. Do you expect me to believe you didn’t sleep with him?”
“Believe what you want, you asked me.”
