It seemed this could be the moment he lay everything out. Tell exactly who he was, but he wanted to hang on a little longer. See how far he could get before telling her anything. He still kept his business pretty personal.

He cleared his throat as if to say 'who was that guy.' "Yeah," he blew a huff of air. Play this cool, he got a little too excited. "Sorry, that was a bit weird." As if he hadn't just pulled a 180. He took a seat on her couch. Couldn't they just go back to cuddling and sharing tattoo stories?