"I want you to make up your mind, that's what I want," she answered.
Marlene snorted. "What are we doing right now? We're arguing like a married couple, without the benefit of the sex afterwards, that's what we're doing, although it's mostly your doing."
She sighed. "I'm not even sure what we're arguing about. To all intents and purposes, we are a couple. The only difference is whether we'd fuck or not, and really, I don't need time to know that I want to fuck you." Except at the moment, she felt like hitting him instead.
She kissed him gently, hand on his cheek before pulling away. "I also think that I made a mistake. I thought I knew how you felt, but I was obviously wrong. I wouldn't have to fight this hard if you felt the way I do, because there's only one person I can imagine spending the rest of my life with, and I don't have to think about it for even a second. So let's forget this mess, forget I said anything, and let's get some sleep. It's probably best."