More time spent with her only hardened the blow. He didn't know if he really could just be a friend. True, it was what was best, what he proposed, even why he wanted her; but while he could still feel like a normal boy it just plain hurt. This was incredibly exhausting, his mind going back and forth with conflicting thoughts, and desire that was nowhere near the amped up on steroids intensity he was so used to.
"You and puppies don't get along remember?" He teased about the hell hound who had her curled up under a table, snapping at her heels. Once they were all settled in the car he sighed.