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“I said the wordspositionandthrust uponin the same sentence, Tully. To their faces.”

He laughed. “Pretty sure they like you.”

“I’ve never met anyone’s parents before!”

He shot me a look. “Well, fair’s fair. I’ve never introduced anyone to my parents before.”

I stared at him. “I’m the first? Because that bestows a whole lot of added pressure I didn’t need right now. Oh my god, Tully, they must think I’m...” I gestured to my been-travelling-all-day clothes and hair. “I look like a homeless man.”

“You look perfect.”

I sighed, my hand to my forehead, unable to process...

“Hey, Jeremiah. Look at me,” he murmured softly. I did, and his smile softened as he studied my face for a long second. “I’m glad it was you.”

“Pardon?”

“I’m glad you were the first to meet my folks. As my boyfriend.”

Boyfr...

Boyfriend...

I squeaked. “What?”

He chuckled, leaned right across me, and pulled my seatbelt. Our faces were an inch apart, his eyes alight. “Boyfriend.” He buckled me in, the click loud in the silence, and I started. “Well, weareliving together, so...”

I was feeling lightheaded. “Do you... is that... maybe we...”

He grinned. “Nope. Boyfriends it is.” He took my face in his hands, planted a soft, wet kiss on my lips, then sat back in his seat and started the engine. “Did you wanna go home first? Or straight to the office?”

My mind was a spinning wheel without the hamster. “Uh...”

He put the car in reverse and backed out. “Maybe we should go to the office first, because once I get you home, I don’t see us leavin’ for a while. If you know what I mean.”

The next thing I knew we were on our way to my office. “I thought I was supposed to be the bossy one.”

“You are. But you can’t win all the time.”

“So you can just declare us boyfriends without consulting with me?”

“Correct. What would you prefer I introduce you as?” He looked from the road to me. “Lover? Fuck buddy?”

“Oh my god, no.”

“Meteorological cohabitator?”

I squinted at him.

He grinned, victorious. “See? Boyfriend it is.”

I sighed, even though my heart was doing some weird palpitational dance and I was trying not to smile. “I’ve never had a boyfriend before.”

“Me either. Or a girlfriend.” Then he made a face. “Well, not really. There were some I hung out with a few times over the course of some weeks or months, but we were never...” He shifted in his seat. “We were never like us.”

We were never like us...

“Like us?”

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