There was something about when she used his name. Zach did more than just...pay more attention, which really didn't make sense because she already had his focus. It was...he hadn't been using her name much either, but he didn't know. It seemed to make it even more true, what she said, about it being him. Not just a him but him, Zach. Zach.
Hell, he hadn't known what to do. Tracey hadn't exactly woken up when he tried to say goodbye, and Zach had needed to get to Theo's room. But he didn't want it to be a...sneaking out kind of thing. That's why he had sent the note. And like bloody hell he knew what to say in that.
Confused was a better word than weird. Because it hadn't...in its own right felt weird. It had felt good, natural, happy. But he had been unsure as to what she was going to do. Trace wasn't exactly...well she was herself, and thus all this stuff had developed, well partly because she was like that. Not to mention she was a girl.
When she asked him a second time about being his pet his eyebrows went up. Well? Not literally, that was for sure, not like a puppy dog or something. That was just...odd. But well, it had brought forth different mental images, ones that were not bad at all in his opinion.
"Only if it's a game in the bedroom," Zach replied, light enough it could be taken as a joke if she found it offensive. But really, that idea sounded fun. He hadn't ever thought of it in those terms, but it wasn't entirely unlike many of his ideas.
"I don't know how we're supposed to deal with it," Zach added, to address the general stuff she had brought up. "But if we figure out what we want, then we can be done with this part and just do whatever it ends up being we want." If that included pet games, then awesome. If it was just friends, then they'd be past the awkwardness that got in the way of that.