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“Exactly what is going on between us?”
“What do you mean, ‘What is going on between us?’”
“Like…are we…?” I bit down on my lower lip. I didn’t want to say the words I was about to, but I needed some explanation. “Are we boyfriend and girlfriend now, or what?”
“Are you asking if I proposed to you?”
“No, of course not,” I said as I walked over to the bed and sat on the edge of it. I leaned back and let out a happy sigh. “These mattresses are divine. So comfortable.”
“You don’t have a comfortable mattress now?” he asked, concerned.
I shook my head. “The mattress I have now is some foam thing I got on Amazon for a hundred and fifty dollars. And I get a backache almost every night.”
“Well, that’s not acceptable, Molly. That’s not cool. You can’t—”
“It’s fine. It’s all I could afford. And no, before you say it, you’re not buying me a mattress.”
“At least let me help you upgrade your apartment.”
“No,” I said, laughing. “I don’t want you to take care of me. I want to be able to take care of myself. I want to be independent. I want to stand on my own two feet.”
“But weren’t you saying how jealous you were that Alice had Foster, and Rosalie had Oliver, and how all their dreams came true, and—”
“That’s great for them, and I’m happy for them, but I don’t want that for myself. My dad, he was my provider for most of my life, and I love him for it. I grew up very comfortably. But then he started making demands of me, things I didn’t agree with. He had ideas for my future that I didn’t want. And I don’t ever want to be beholden to a man financially. I want to be able to make my own money.”
“What about when you have kids? Will you be a working mom?”
I shrugged. “I don’t know. I feel that by the time I’m having kids, I’ll be in a partnership with someone. I’ll be married, and our money will be our money.”
“You mean your money and his money will be both of your money?”
“Yeah, exactly.”
“So what about if you’re bringing five thousand to the table, and he’s bringing five billion?”
I laughed then. “I think it’s very unlikely that my future husband will have billions.”
“Really?” he said, staring at me. “I have billions.”
“Yeah?” I swallowed hard, not sure what he was saying. “And what does that have to do with anything?”
“You don’t ever think that possibly one day—”
“Whoa there, Travis. We literally have been going out for less than a month.”
“And?” he said. “You seem the sort of girl who believes in soul mates and love at first sight, and—”
“Are you trying to tell me you fell in love with me when you first saw me?” I stared into his eyes, my heart racing.
I wanted him to say yes. I wanted him to say that the first time he saw me, he knew I was going to be the one. I wanted it to be every romantic trope and fantasy that I’d ever thought about in my life.
“Don’t be silly,” he said, shaking his head. “I don’t believe in such things.”
“So then why are you asking me?” I snapped, slightly annoyed.
“I don’t know,” he said. He got down on the bed next to me and stared up at the ceiling. “Why? When you met me, did you think you were in love at first sight?”
I turned to stare at him. I didn’t know what to say. I was immediately attracted to him. I felt something I hadn’t felt almost ever before in my life, and I knew what we had was out of the ordinary.
